Look at the Moon and Sun,
  They've split into two;
For a mile and a half you run,
  Searching for a life to dive into.

Black eyes are the darkest,
  Or at least she thinks so;
Eyes lie the best,
  Until the truth is no.

Love is a poisonous game,
  Never give into temptation;
Two lives can never be the same,
  Why result to persuasion?

In a city of faraway,
  Close your eyes;
In a dream with no say,
  Lay all your lies.

Alone in a room,
  Imaginations running wild;
Alone in mind,
  This is the worst.

This writing has no meaning,
  If one never reads;
This regret has no ending,
  If rareness is good deeds.