i dangled my heartfor her eyes to prizeand as her hands reachedfor bloody beatsi ripped awayleaving nothingbut the ghost of my breathand now she lives..
my heart is an islandsurrounded by crimson watersand this island sits lonely watching white blood cell boatssail gently away fromthe thump of my tumul..
Emily, If I could write songs for you I would i would re-write the stars to say your namebut I don't write songsand I can't re-write the starsI can wr..
I thought thatthe body only hadso many tearsand that at one pointthere would be no tears left to cry and the eyes would leak dry dust and my heart wou..
theres a sky drained of the cloudsand a night drained of the starsand there is a white moonlooking back at measking where did it all go wrongI swam wi..
Once upon a timeshe believed in God and once upon a life she believed that if you loved hard enough everything would work outneedless to say she dont ..
i would lay chained to her bed of lust in waitingof the succubus' bite yearning the drain as she is replenished;the thirst of a pilgrim who has travel..