Thought all was better………………a whole lot better
We talked ‘bout death, unafraid of the death that’ll leave one of us hypnotized
‘No staring at her picture’, I realized……………………………………………………..Death (‘ case one learn about the other’s)
Springtime
A time for lovers holding hands in the rain:
tears. One who cries for love, one who cries for pain
This year it rains in April
This year I feel so bad, so bad
This year I wish life would soon be ending
Yes, all good things, it’s true, never last
drawing from Prince