this day i breathetheres hope for anotherthe fire speaksyour going underand so does the bottlenot to mention the razori spent the day dreamingof ways ..
rusting rosestwisted vinesbut the lovly petels are left to hidedrowning in the ashes of the wickedwere are you?i bless the fallen stars and still sing..
there's so many things i wanna saybut im drying upand becoming greymy cancer spread...im sorryi know i cant tell you thisbut i still love youdespite t..
i remember this pictureit was last Julymy heart was racingwhen i looked into your eyesthat smile made my dayeven in the worst of timesi remember your ..