UntitledSometimes
Saturday, February 3
Sometimes it is good to hurt
To not fightone's feelings
With all my eyes open, I watch you climb
The tower of reason and
Wait for me from that place of wisdom
And I feel a profoundrespect for you
Words touch other words in my mind
But with you I just feel honored
You are my trust And I have this pain
My tears taste like salt and pepper

To not fightone's feelings
With all my eyes open, I watch you climb
The tower of reason and
Wait for me from that place of wisdom
And I feel a profoundrespect for you
Words touch other words in my mind
But with you I just feel honored
You are my trust And I have this pain
My tears taste like salt and pepper

