have will.
By raining smiles •
sick of you.
blinded by the hate.
bottom of bottles are reached.
this isn't preached.
you'll never understand.
what I couldn't stand
about this love.
this lust that was woven.
my heart will softly stop
as we watch birds fly in the sky.
soft whispers will be heard.
all will be burned.
for the will to love you.