Remensint
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009
What is pain?
Oh, what's the use
Of trying to explain
To you
What is love?
Oh, just an excuse
I'm trying to entertain
My tube
What is hate?
Oh, just a void
I dive down into when
Overjoyed
What is pleasure?
Oh, just a dream
If I hit hard I'll hear their
Screams