BUSOLA ELEGBEDE

Beautiful is   the   way   your   li p s   p art   and   s p read   into   a   smile

Sweet Tea Sweet Pea Tossed   into   an   ocean   of   smoking   dreams                                                                     ...

The layers come off easily I can only sleep easy The players shout I'm silly How come not really The slayers say they have no choice...

Plucked and Ripe is my Need I wont stand here and scream Shocked and rife is my rim I have to stay here and breath Rocked and stuck is m...

Trickling Down My Face Never hear me quake As I state my case And just Erase Trickling Down My Face Pinching on the surface As I stop...

Dust Marbles Floating By Wishing you never ask why Just Marvel at how I Smile Loving you forever mine Dust Marbles Floating By Must Wa...

So fake is my rage that it melts into syrup So strange is my need that it makes me hiccup So vague are my goals that i have to sit up Sno...