Submissions by Queen

Poetic generations
with prophetic conotations
scriptures concieving combinations
collaborate revalations with
teachings for healings
through feelings from meanings
of screechings that hault.
Vault
Blame me cause it's all my fault
with none to own and none to condone
I zone with a malt beverage
and keep poetic justice as a leverage

When will it stop, how much longer
can't condone my actions
the feelings just keep coming stronger
is it wrong, maybe its the water
prosphates got me harder
so keep the clarity the best fire...

I never thought that you'd love me this way,
I never thought that I'd miss you everyday.
I never thought that we'd ever be,
I always thought you'd run from me.
Who knew that we'd make it this far,
who knew that you'd have the heart.
Who knew that I'd have a start,
with you, with me, with us.
Is it the constant stares and occasional glares,
is it the subliminal mind set of being aware?
Why is it so easy to give up on love when all we have is eachother?
Why is it so easy to tell them "Just a friend" when we both know I am your lover?
Why...