What if the happy ending to your favorite...
was rearranged into something which would come out...
The last of its kind
It wanders the night...
Come young warrior, to the lands of old,
A place of which many a story has been told...
Life is a lovely girl
Who dances on silver feet...
"You wisest of all birds:
Come tell me how to choose a man...
Never will you see his face in the light of day he...
You follow him yet you know not weir. In his...
Once again they are calling
speaking of wonderful things...
I am the rose
slowly wilting away...
I slit my wrists
I cut them so deep I can feel the blood oozing out...
I'm just another person
Locking away another dream...
Far away in the disant past,
Hoping you wernt in the cast...
I fall asleep tonight.
Laying down on a cushioned cradle...