Yeah.Maybe that's what it is.I just belong alone.Better dig that grave early 'cause I'm ready to fall six feet under.I wanna show you the other side o..
I give up on this hopelessendeavor.Maybe, just maybe love just isn't for me.Seconds passingI slowly realize I could never be the one to fill your hope..
My name is Evelyn Rose and this is how my story begins. It's mid June, 1823. As I awaken the sun has barely risen above the beauty that is Rome. I st..
"When I look into his eyes, I think of you. Is that bad?"This confusion that flows, its over running with bitterexuberancePick up the pace and spit it..
See it through my eyes The bitter anxiety that tends to flow through my veins Theunbearabledesire to tend to the screams of sharpened steal The pureob..
And this is the part of breaking down that everyone knows the bestIt always hurts the worst watching as she walks awayBut the burn always hits the har..
Its rains and it pours to fill the gaps consuming my soulAnd the time it passes so slowIts like the way your blue eyes shined that November nightIt wa..
Do you think that maybe just maybe it could be me walking down that isle?Baby, please.Just take one step back and look in that mirrorSee what I see Un..
A single flame flickers in the blackness, illuminating the walls and casting shadows as one foot follows the other in a slow waltz of building fear.A ..
Its nothing more then a simple apathyYou swore to never remove from the hollow by your throat what rested there ever so perfectlyIt was the one thing ..