Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Shantelle Campbell

You can only hate who you love. Sorry. I get so confused.

Demon's Fruit

The apple fell from the Tree
That's my real reality
It came from up and held me down
Without a sound to the ground
I could not trace its infinite lines
Behind the masks of my lies
I self-deceived with forbidden fruit
Taken from a rotten root.