-
The snake can be the most beautiful thing,
But in the end it's venom will strike your heart.
The rose is so lovely,
But it's thorns are still sharp.
Dreams are a place to hide,
But they crumble.
No place is perfect,
In truth no home will truely be found,
Until we realize everything has flaws.
And then we can start perfecting things.
- by BentiaSHalke |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/17/2010 |
- Skip

- Title: Flaws
- Artist: BentiaSHalke
- Description: Nothing is perfect. So listen up, read this and relize.
- Date: 05/17/2010
- Tags: flaws snake truth
- Report Post
Comments (0 Comments)
No comments available ...