yarly

Is this the end, to everything we worked for?
Wanted more...
An open door shut, I should surrender... But...

This magnetism beyond my fantasy,
You see,
It cant be me.
So charming, exploited, reality distorted.

What more is to love when push comes to shove,
The answer is above, just look for the obvious my angel, my jewel.

Armageddon is within grasp and you neglect to gasp so sit back and relapse while the world dies
Cupid cries, for my demise is of a size he can hardly realize your eyes no surprise to lies so rise up.

bumo