I can barely feel the heat of the moon
Cascade about my face...
This is the story of a single mother
With her little girl and her older brother...
Through soot-wet mascara eyes. All these years...
And as you fell before me to the floor. I wondered...
What if I hadn't come here?
How many lives would be saved...
Head on the ground and body in the air,
I sit here and watch and stare...
The Prisoner
By Mark Spencer...
Your father doesn't want you
And neither do I...
Languid lament becomes all that we know,
Or could this be a reason to fight back...
This would be the longest night, I guess
Or better said, my longest sleep...
She existed only in the imagination,
Of the one hundred thousand dead...
As the thunder rolled over the black boundless...
lightning strikes against my soon to be heartless...
Oh cupid you little devil,
you shoot me with your...