Skulls full of love

My grandpa is dead

His body is wet

How has it happen

Is just the question

The murder has murded his self

But granddad

Is found

In the morning in april

With the blossom of love

His clothes are clean

Bit his head

Is dead

Does he ever come back?

Love January, Sweet February

Nice March, Cute April

Fine May, Lovely June
Sunny July, Beautiful August
Pretty September, Cool October
Great November, Lucky December
Every month there is something special
Every year is another year
Be happy and love every day
Cause it can be over another day
Learn by the day, Cause you learn always

Sweet moonlight

Is watching u

Sweet moonlight, sweet moonlight

Where the sun is

Is happines

But where the moonlight is

Is peace and love

But also darkness and fear

But that's nothing with mood

Good goes bad

Bad goes good

Love is sweet

And hate is a rotten piece of fruite