Apple Of My Eye

Something happened in the mind
Needed a place to escape your kind
Opening the door that got me blind
What I saw was deceits in the wind

Walked the streets to clog my mind
Hated when we fought, tears I would find
Is it me? Was it you? Are we acting blind
The climax, the txts with sex in the wind
Everything is now gone, love is so kind

-- Louis Mercier