She is dark and twisted fair,
blackened eyes and darker hair...
The violent wind whistles down the street raking...
And blowing them in all directions...
Fate is brought before me,
as I sit and pray...
The point is not to walk away
When IT begins to fall apart...
Long goodbyes
and second chances...
A heartbeat of drums waver across the sky,
human minds like clockwork for a much deserved...
Our castle in the sky
Broken windows let you in...
The sun reveals the unwashed tears on her cheeks...
Her thoughts, which are overflowing with images of...
I Hate you, for the way you look at me.
I hate you, for the way you point and tease...
Faded eyes,
Shattered heart...
Maybe in the end of all are eternity
upon death we will and shall come to realize...
My heart is breaking
I'm all alone...