• ploops der it goes again
    out of my chest and away with the wind
    i wonder how it floats so easily with the pain it holds
    the slightest hint of a breeze its wings unfold
    the slightest glimmer of hope and off it goes
    the wings of love takes it away to soar to the heavens
    so far away only to b droped n broken
    for me to clean up the pieces again
    i got no control over it any more
    for if i restrain it i fear what i'll become
    a man without love isnot a man atall
    and not being a man i have no limits or morals
    to call on and im bad enough as it is