“My heart is one part predatorAnd one part saint!Most of it is crazyAnd a little bit too saneIt falls for allBut beats for noneIt’s one part brokenStill shoots like a machine gun!”
“My heart is one part predatorAnd one part saint!Most of it is crazyAnd a little bit too saneIt falls for allBut beats for noneIt’s one part brokenStill shoots like a machine gun!”
Jaishree Garg
“I run to the high mountainsI pour my heart out to the skiesI sing of the summer songWhile the sky above dance in the yellow light.The cool breeze fools the sun aboveTakes a run, wins the mighty fight.Your light then comes to me with warmth,A view my heart wants.Love to me is the song you write.The tricks you play with the endless skyAnd with the icy wind you find a disguise.You burn me like sun that burns up In the blue abyss.With the ink of my emotionsYou write a song of Fire and Ice.”
Jaishree Garg“My heart is one part predatorAnd one part saint!Most of it is crazyAnd a little bit too saneIt falls for allBut beats for noneIt’s one part brokenStill shoots like a machine gun!”
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