I remember,
That mournful day...
Every day I visit a rose bush
Not far from home...
I try to run
Yet my feet won't move...
Sometimes reality is too much to bear
And when I'm intoxicated I gain the ability not to...
The wolf howls with a haunting sound
It's call echoing through the night...
Sticks and stones
They can break my bones...
-The End.-
Along the shoreline she stands with bare feet...
I am the darkness of the night,
I am the sadness of the day...
Lying next to the man she loves
She feels an overwhelming guilt...
Shadows of my broken past
these images will always last...
Scent of Her Web (Collaboration)
By Andrea and Angela...
My fallen goddess
Who has been betrayed...