Kelly Zion

Rookie - 261 Points [Tucalony] (11/27/1994)

Kelly Zion Poems

121. Lovely Heartache 4/3/2014
122. Love's Longlost Lullabies 4/4/2013
123. Mainland Baby 4/8/2013
124. Make Me Write More Poetry 11/4/2013
125. Make The Desert Bloom 4/15/2013
126. Monsoon Love 11/26/2014
127. Moonless Lullaby 7/2/2015
128. My Daytona 1/17/2014
129. My Elixir 5/15/2013
130. My First Word 8/6/2013
131. 'My Heart Belongs To Tim Mcgraw' 5/31/2013
132. My Mulberry Tree 7/18/2013
133. My Only Song 6/4/2013
134. Narl Narl Kittens 6/4/2013
135. Never Letting Go 5/9/2013
136. On The Other Side Of The Sand 11/15/2013
137. One For You, Baby 5/1/2013
138. One Love 9/4/2013
139. One More Georgia 1/22/2014
140. One-Horse Town 5/7/2013
141. Our Beloved Tenderland 4/8/2013
142. Our Witness 4/25/2013
143. Pale Heart 5/13/2013
144. Patchkit For My Heart 8/27/2013
145. People Rescue 2; Little Blade Of Grass 4/30/2014
146. Perfect 5/15/2013
147. Perfect Peace And Paradise 5/16/2013
148. Pet Names 7/16/2013
149. Please 11/20/2013
150. 'Possums In A Trailerpark 4/10/2013
151. Powerful Weapons 4/29/2013
152. Rabbit With The Spot 4/15/2013
153. Redeem The Time 6/11/2013
154. River To Share 8/21/2013
155. Semi Won'T You Die For Me? 8/23/2013
156. Soft, Soft Kittens 9/4/2013
157. Something's Fallen Prey 5/31/2013
158. Spirit Georgia 1/30/2014
159. Still Standing 6/17/2013
160. Sugar-Coated 6/4/2013
Best Poem of Kelly Zion

Addicted To You

I'm addicted to you,
I can't get enough of you
I suffer from withdrawal
when I'm away from you.
They say I'm obsessed,
I'm happily obsessed,
I'm addicted to you,
I need you,
I'm hooked on you,
I'd die without you,
I live for you,
I'm addicted to you.
Drugs can kill you
and mess you up
but love never hurts you
if it's true love,
unfeigned love
baby, our love
is the only sweet addiction.
Baby, music
help heal the hurting,
soothes the soul,
but baby, all the songs
mean nothing
compared to you
you're my sweet ...

Read the full of Addicted To You

Coldplay 'Paradise'

Paradise left this earth
when Hell 'enlarged herself'
but still we look for some warmth
outside the pit of Hell.
But this world is hell.

Baby, come, take my hand
we can find a part-time home
just to make it through this life

[Hata Bildir]