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don't sing your songmy soul,crying outto you for all it does.where never stood,there, no one elseWho delves this far.Above,believing twice, as wellthe..
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I don't even know where this is going, I hate it...
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I'm just happy sitting, wastingthe day away, categorical lovingmelodies, come twenty times faster,in dreams of sonnets, masquerades of romanceand mask..
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It'd be perfect right now..
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It all creeps up on me, I can't breath nor gasp for air without gasping for my life, in sheer panic and hatred,, why my body dissatisfies with life an..
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we cry, in the split dead silenceof forreging apt branches tornvast over river run roadsand you whisper chilled thoughtsfrozen tears neutomise my skin..
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they do the same to us all,sweet neglecting rejection oflove does not appear in this placeof sorrow and dank surround,thick walls suffocating for esca..
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We could write acontrasttwo pictures and one screenvivid imagination and realismtonight, you want to dream.And, who can blame you, I do too,why'd you ..
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rob my innocence,your rough hand whereno one has beensince the doctor at birth -your violation of privacydid you ask yet, ifyou can.You didn't stopsto..
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my open stream, vast open silence touchesmy cheek.Cast upon by sunshine silence,only to hear that originally placed, chestnut bark,by the most, crumbl..
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