Love for love I have this story to tell my experience I don't really have much to say good about it love is what you make of it and I choose to keep it in it's not good to keep it in I have to let someone know but this is not my last to keep in the trees are tall they live long the grass is nice but can change if not treated right by the people who use the past I don't even what to kill them but still I walk all over them if I knew before I'd not done it I will have to keep this on for evert in this time I don't sleep I should but something keeps me awake the thing that keep me up it who I should be mad I don't like to disturb but my own love is my way army I love to hold I love to be iloveyou please love me don't be hurt tell if it hurts this is why it's so hard to sleeep I'll need to take a break
