Slashing

Slashing the remains of yesturdays hate discarding the left overs of todays passion freeing ourself from torment obscuring the pain we break free The cool air on scarred skin The fresh grass between our toes the pulsing balm nurse the broken heart tattered ropes hanging loosely of a past disguised Of a past forgotten tears are falling whispers calling what once was might never be again our...

Beautiful

Your Beautiful tonight Your Beautiful tomorrow You were Beautiful yesturday Your Beautiful everyday   Nothing can change this fact Truth doesn’t change Only perceptions can But I know the truth   My perception won’t change Since the Truth won’t Don’t listen to people Who say differently   Your Beautiful tonight Your Beautiful tomorrow You were Beautiful yesturday Your...