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How do I believe that or whole relationship was fake? An act to get close to me, never give, only take. I’ve done the research, such much sounds shockingly familiar. Words described you to a tee, seems clear, yet unclear.
A bird who loves his cage and his view of the tree Is still a bird in captivity The loveliest of cells still has the power to derange   I wanted so desperately to be free The tempting breezes to leave me be
Because I love you, I hide the stars Behind bars. I tell the moon to stay awake a little longer, The sun to smile a little stronger, The rain to cry a little harder, And for you to be a little smarter.
What does the flag mean to me? You want me to say something cliché Like freedom Joy Peace  But all in all to me the flag  Mean the exact opposite of free People would get mad  If I were to shout  America was never great But what they don't get is
Two eggs, one body. Hold a bond. A bond - so unbreakable, stronger than steel and beyond.   The bond of two twins is like one beating heart, Ventricle needs atria to both do its part.   
I write because The connection from my brain to my hand is Stronger than the one from my brain to my mouth. And when my hand moves across the blank page It pours passion right out of the pen.
I know it's a sin But oh, bondage Where did it begin? I can't trace my steps My heart to slaughter Flesh ripped apart Crimson water Cascading in a river
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