Poems from QueenSuga
The teardrops run down,
And fall off her nose,
You can follow the tracks,
From her eyes to her chin,
Years upon years,
Of letting them win...
Our generation will be known for nothing. Never will anybody say, We were the peak of mankind. That is wrong, the truth is Our generation...
Love Is Just A Game, That We All Must Play, The Game Of giving And Take, Or Just Take Away, And It Really Doesn't Matter, If You Win Or...
What we'd give if we could say
Hello, Dad in the same old way
To hear your voice, see your smile
To sit with you and chat awhile..
so...
My love for you
was bulletproof
but you're the one
who shot me too.