Poems from TrueGeraldine
The word Taken can mean a lot of things.
I knock on the door of taken but it tells me there is no one home
I am taken myself, Yes I am...
A small portion of trust...
A pint of loyalty...
One handful of love..
WAIT 1 MINUTE!
That's way to small and little for my love &...
Bass with no supersonic
Guitar no strings
Cymbals without a clash
Drums of a tide.
Women no children
Men without the passion for lust
Love...
The world has loads of unwanted things
Things that we think make us happy
Our trust has been broken
Broken like broken records our beloved...
Trees showing the force of my words. Humans scream like banshees being exposed to sunlight. Running through these lies like a sprinter...