Submissions by _Me_

What a good friend;        
I always thought utopia never existed;        
what a lovely and blissful place;        
I’m glad that I’ve found you;        
my dear Juliette.        
      
Don’t fret baby, don’t fret.        
      
I lit my self on fire,        
yet I’m still freezing here.        
Martyrdom of my sheer dire,        
will to escape this fear.        
     
What would I do without you;        
a question I can not escape.        
What ever would I do without you;        
shear agony...