Poems From the Heart of Paige
Dare to dream
Its hard to breate cause I know what coming the next day before im even there, Its alive my sin from my past life has come to haunt me, I visualize my entire life right before me, why me not any other being....me, I rush in with frequent thoughs of what it may be like to live under the rules of cruel toxic sins of the dead...... all because of my dreams of my life and afterlife.......should I dare to dream
The fatal missing cryI was your savoir your love, I though I ment somethin to you when I said I love you, you took it as no big impact, I guess you were too immature to think that I ment the three most influential, extensive words in our world.... I love you
