HEART ROBBER
Eyes that breaks into the heart like a thief,
Needs a shield, a shinning armor, it deceives.
It always present itself like a gold,
but beneath, beware, it's a troll.
I hate my heart 'cause it conceit love,
The only spear the aims at a beautiful dove.
My agile soul can not bear it,
So I leave it for the bears to tear it.
© E. Godsgift Joe
Needs a shield, a shinning armor, it deceives.
It always present itself like a gold,
but beneath, beware, it's a troll.
I hate my heart 'cause it conceit love,
The only spear the aims at a beautiful dove.
My agile soul can not bear it,
So I leave it for the bears to tear it.
© E. Godsgift Joe