|
I saw a dead bird fly across an acrid sky. |
|
TRUE LOVE?? |
|
It's not the great who are strong, |
|
Angry happiness is my lovely hate |
|
Sorrow’s dagger plunged in my heart, |
|
There is no such thing as innocence, only degrees of guilt. |
|
"Crying without tears is like breathing without air you wonder how your still alive and how you are still feeling" |
|
He who strikes first is victorious. But someone who strikes first does so because he's afraid of being struck. So when you strike, strike to kill. |
|
I sit by your grave and let my blood flow, all the anger i have you will never know. |
|
This isn't a happy twinkle in my eyes. |