You told me you went to hell and back for my sake, when I see your face no signs or trace or effort “for my sake”; here you go again with your lies, go back to hell where you’re welcome to stay.
CLARE GUINTUYou told me you went to hell and back for my sake, when I see your face no signs or trace or effort “for my sake”; here you go again with your lies, go back to hell where you’re welcome to stay.
CLARE GUINTUYou are the cream in my coffee as you lather me with your sweet kisses, brightening up my every morning. Your existence is ever so adoring.
CLARE GUINTUGive me unexpected whether it is good or bad, I learn from it all. As you build or break me in the end, I will stand tall.
CLARE GUINTUYou tainted me with your cursed lips apocalypse.
CLARE GUINTUFire delight burning bright, full of beauty glimmering ruby.
CLARE GUINTUSeeing your face so high in fragments on the sky, your voice in the wind, just one day I’d like to be in your arms once again.
CLARE GUINTUTell me what is life, is it black and white or an explosion of colors setting off at night.
CLARE GUINTUTear me apart cut open my flesh, until I bleed out just like the rest of the mess.
CLARE GUINTUBittersweet memories dancing in the pupils of my hollowed out eyes, these sugar-coated recollections attempt to latch onto me ultimately eating me alive.
CLARE GUINTUYou call me cruel after I finally chose to love myself fully before you.
CLARE GUINTUI cannot get your voice out of my head, free flowing as it lingers repeating those four haunting words, as I stare at the ring around my finger.
CLARE GUINTUA hint of cigarette drifts through this sweet scent reminds me of you reminiscing until smoke fades from my view.
CLARE GUINTUYou are my day and night. The first thought when I wake, the last thing on my mind; before I slip into the moons starry sky.
CLARE GUINTUDreamy eyes pierce me like thorns, devil in disguise hearts forlorn.
CLARE GUINTUI hold onto these beloved memories so close to my heart, the thought of forgetting tears me apart.
CLARE GUINTUI yearn for the hues of grey along with the rumbling clouds bunched together as an alluring bouquets. I relish those days basking in the crisp air away from sun rays.
CLARE GUINTU