Three fights come
his face alight, with comeing blood...
Alone I sit and listen
To the sounds of emptiness...
The fire was cruel
Ripped my strength...
She actually thinks I desire her
One day when I could actually stand her presence...
The streets of Salzburg resonate
With multi Mozart revelry...
She fell under his spell,
She trusted all his lies...
Blood drips cruelly
Out of sunken split skin...
The Nights I Lay Awake
I Think About The Mistakes I Make...
The way you say nothing into your cellphone and...
overwhelmed...
What are you
Tears streaming down my face...
I struggle to come
Back up for air...
Loving feel, luring appeal
Piercing eyes, oh so wise...