Black coffin with red roses
She forever lays with her hands folded across her...
Voices raised in their own discussion.
Me lost within my mind...
I'm afraid to tell you
I'm afraid to let you know...
~Part two of The King’s Justice...
Silver-green skin.
Oleander red hair...
Broken and crumpled
A sad, sad existence...
Close my eyes and fly away,
Into a deep fantasy...
Living without a purpose
Lusting for perfection...
I have won the war
because I have you ahold...
My love like thorns,
The petals your dress...
Please say you aren't ending this all because of...
Say you arent doing this to prove that you can...
Shes a faerie on the road
in this enchanted land we call...