The Tree of Life Knelt on her knees
Kissed the Ground when you appeared
with that Evil Pretty face you have.

What have you done with all the scars?
On your Lips...
Caused by my Lips



My fingers Missed the feeling

Of Roses on your Cheek
My eyes Missed the Lights
Reflected by your Hazel eyes

Missed that smell, that smell on your neck
My imaginary 6th sense
Dreams about a Glance

Mostly impossible,
Because of the fence
separating your soul and my sense.


When it's hard to have a heart
That Lasts Like that eternal rose on that Road

That leads us to that sea
Where The Water Kisses the Ground
That leads us to that mountain

Where the Grass hold the skies
Where All are for one, and one is for all
Where we become prisoners, slaves of our own feelings.



If I confess, That I was a Bad man

in this cruel world
where the right is bad and the pretenders are right,
would God save me from this Pain,

Or he'll insist on throwing me, Again,
In that Hell Called your Love.



How does it feel without my existence in your life ?
Remember the Lies we used to Lie in the Faces of each other?

Still a lot to say if we stayed in touch,
But here I am now killing myself with myself.