A scene plays out so cliche in form so lame in...

Heart melts sinking into ingenuis lullaby's of...

Love has existed before there was a world to call...
If my love for you was money I would be the...

Um Made this poem from and earlier one i wrote...
"Sacrificial Sprite&quot...

As a sorrow grabs hold
As depression runs amuck...

A whisper called from the dark
A chill so cold and pure...

A sigh of warm breath
A thought so pure and divine...

With the relapse of a memory,
And a meaning defining it...

I once had a dream not long ago;
That our Love came to an end...

This life is trash,
maybe its time to end it all...

10 little emos drinking wine;
one poisoned herself...

The way he smells
the way smiles...