Beautiful writer, Beautiful girl
Do I have to ask, Any more
Sweet love, Blessed angel
Let us forget
Your talents
Tell me something
Is your writing dark? Or does it carry only the truth?
Sweet girl, Sent from heaven
Is what you write all fiction?
Tell me something,
That's deep inside
Don't tease me with any more fantasies or lies
What's your story underneath That cleaver mind?
"Is your writing dark" should this have a question mark after it?
Also, the line further down, "Don't tease me with any more fantasies or lies."
I cringe a bit when I see the same word rhymed twice within a poem, and you do that twice here (mind/mind as well). You have so few words that you get to stick in one poem, and so many options, that to repeat any of them seems tragic. But you've got a great start here and I really like your mood and rhythm.
Wow is this about you? This is very good. It amazes me sometimes how much we can hide from ourselves and even others without even realizing it. I love your concept of this.
I love to write, even though I could use some more practice, constructive criticism perhaps? :)
I love music, the end!
THE TEN COMMANDMENTS OF GERARD WAY
1.thou shall never let.. more..