Your heart is ticking like a clockClicking like a dirty bombTied up in the corner thereAmidst all the blood and gore.All it takes is a tiny knifeThe b..
Of the poets, performers, scholarsFrom the ancient worldNot much is knownExcept the inspiration they were graced withWas the same as our ownEach schol..
There comes a timeWhen you have to make a choiceListen to the little voiceScreaming in your headTelling you to pick a sideBecause the middle never win..
She has lips like rubiesSparkling in the mistA soft crimson dressDraped across her chestThe fire in her gazeObscures the dark abyssBecause the bitter ..
It's the stoneAnd it's the hillIt's wanting just to reach the topKnowing I never willThe endless repetitionFalls heavy on my heartSo, I'm sorry, Sisyp..