After the fight last night our love is fading like a candle dying in the wind.

i wish to love you again but the spark has been put out by a touch of blowing heart break

" In this World of Uncontemporary Love There comes death...The Fearful An the Ones You Dont Forget"

Its weird

im screaming so loud yet nobody can hear me...??

I'll never show you the side of me that cares. That side is called fear.

Reality is so over-rated.

I am the Angel of Death...You will not see me again...

I hate you more everyday so therefore, I hate you more than yesterday but less than tommorow...

What makes a person better then the next? money, fame, or who they know? If you ask me nothing we all bleed the same, well all share the same air and we all die. So what makes one person better then the next. I say nothing what do you say.

//Pushed Aside\\Left To Die//Unwanted By Heaven Or Hell\\ Then Where Do I Belong??//

Go ahead and rip my life apart. Take away everything I have, and leave me isolated in the darkness.