Feel It When it's too much and you can't feel it;

The numbness of your fingers freezing,

Your chills, they just keep running deeper.

Can you feel the frozen rain, your keeper?

When you killed me did you see it?

All the marks you left, you creeper.

So, love?

Will you regret

Anytime soon

Your secret lover

You saw at noon

Now the body that you cover

I'll still always be your secret lover

The lies, you coward, are a joke

But still, no one, saw me choke.

Now, here I lay. In a grave that you made.

It feels nice and cozy, like my womb

Where our baby laid.

When I haunt you can you feel it?

The numbness of your fingers freezing?

Warmth, you say? No fire's left burning.

Still no one can see. Why so blind?

The secret, of my secret lover

A little spoof of that last one

When it's too much and you can't feel it,

The numbness of your fingers freezing,

Your chills, they just keep running deeper.

Face it honey, you've got a creeper.

(I know! It kind of ruins it but o well k?) Alii

ABC POEM

Apples and trees go together, hand in hand

But sometimes there's always that apple

City's don't get that farmers do

Delicious and juicy

Endless amounts distributed

First the easy ones, those go bad quick

Got that one from the bottom

Help me! I can't reach the top

I'd try but the bottoms are cheaper

Just like people

Know that the bottom ones are cheaper

Love, bottoms don't know

More than anything else

No they don't know

Of the sweet ones on top

Plump, skinny, all sizes

Quest on to find a soul mate

Resting cause everyone picks from the bottom

Sure that the top and bottom apples are the same

Then top ones feel there's something wrong with them

Used, taken for granted

Vans transporting only the bottom apples

When in real life the best ones are the ones at the top

X-rays not given

You have to work hard to get the best

Zen at peace. And everyday, yummy, delicious apples are forgotten.

Alii