Kneeling on a dirt road,
Her sinful tears are full of sorrow...
My King Gets No Gold
These tired eyes sick of mourning...
Small little Baby
Big Blue Eyes...
An Angel soared down from the Heavens Today and...
She said "Where Can i Find the one whose Eyes...
The icy fingerprints on the door handle,
the cold, pale face in the mirror...
Woe
Woe unto her who died by Cupid...
It has four stanzas, each containing four...
*FINALLY FINISHED...
Nightmares will show you what you fear;
They show you what you dread the most...
The wings were so full and white.
The eyes bluer than the sky...
Dearly desecrated darlings of desire
the smoke of your burning flesh on fire...
The Waiting Faun.
That night again it sat there peacefully...
What a day it would be
If I didn't have to deal with reality...