My rock, my angel

I loved you so dearly

for me you see, nothing is clear,

A life I envisioned

but then it crumbled.

piece followed wherever you went

till then will meet again.


Lust in dust

Sunshine mixed with a little happiness,

We live in a world where sometimes we are criticized.

Don’t master to their faith , all some follow is hate,

Be yourself , be amazing , be full of hope

The world needs a little more uniqueness in ropes.

Titles are distinguish all we know we must think in mist,

Black and white is nothing against the butterflies colors.

Liberty holds its mystery . ignore we lust,

love was once all that mattered,

Keep it coming , keep it real.

By; Mylène Martin