My world is torn by darkness and love, when will I see the dove? My life, faith doth mock, they throw me around like a tattered smock, Cupid, why hast thou pierced me with thy arrow and bow? thou hast staggered me to and fro' but love is seared by burning hate, again, mock me, doth mine fate, my world is torn by darkness and love, when will I see the dove?
thanks... I have lots of them. I'll post more as long as no one steals them. If I find someone stealing my works, I will rip their arms off and beat them with them
