Haven't Forgotten What Is Said by Tybaku, literature
Literature
Haven't Forgotten What Is Said
I've seen the inner core of you,
I didn't know those were the type of things that you do,
Those are the reasons why I love you,
Only you,
These things sort of just popped in my head,
Haven't forgotten what you had said,
I still remember the time your face and cheeks turned red,
Rosy red,
I only remember the good things and sometimes the sad,
I remember the good things and also the bad,
Also the bad,
Kisses that's so sweet,
Those are the type that make my knees go so weak,
I even remember the first five kisses on my cheek,
Please don't let it end,
Kisses I might never feel again,
Please don't tell me it will end,
Please lover,
Eyes of the night take form of a living man,
You know from the looks of him that he's not mortal,
He reaches out his soft feeling hand,
He knows that you're in full denial,
You took it, his hand was so inviting,
He was not a man, he's an vampire,
You can see his mouth, he's softly sighing,
You took a look at his face now, you see the immortal's fire,
He bend his head to your hand to give it a kiss,
You starting sighing now,
His lips was so hard to resist,
He started to growl, he had scared you,
You backed away, you was 16,
What was you going to do?
You looked up at his face and you turned green,
Those perfect lips and teeth was
The strings moves and the limbs moves with it,
It is that simple and there's no need for an explanation,
Make it dance or make it go limp,
Entangle the strings and the puppet will look twisted,
Milquetoast, welcome to the puppet's position,
A not so secret master hides in a conceal location,
Killing it or trying to do so makes no difference,
Especially when it's immortal,
Strange, is it not ?
A apathetic nature rules its way of living,
Pathetic is the puppet dangling on its strings,
Unknowingly underneath the hand,
Puppet thinks it is the king,
Poor living makes your wood age faster,
Entangled string will become torn and battere
Struck down to the ground,
A sign that been publicize for everyone to see,
Stuck down on a part of the ground that consist of soft dirt and harsh concrete,
It simply states: have you notice that everyone around here is wearing this odd contraption
called sunglasses?
What are these people hiding from?
Is it from the sunlight?
Maybe, but they also wear in a closed in room,
Do they want it to be forever night?
Is everyone hiding their fangs too?
Just put them down,
Let's see your eyes,
Just put them down and enjoy the sunlight,
What are you hiding from?
What are you trying to hide? A black eye?
Is it only a guise or are you hidi