Tuesday, April 14

Addicted to Chaos

weather moods

Keep my heart warm for my blood is cold
I do what I want, never what I'm told.
Everything revolves around me as it does around you
Don't expect the love to come out of the blue.
You call me stubborn but everytime I get stabbed I am born
I come in many shapes and I can take any form
Life transforms.
If I get worse I'm getting better
You can compare me to the weather
Because you don't know what's ahead
Enough said.

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