My train of thought has just derailed
Into my heart something impaled...
I am old
As the blackest eternity...
I was born an angel to die
So that you'd get your wings and fly...
I'm sitting here
So alone...
The anger
the flash of frustration...
I walk down this street,
In a world painted black...
Watching every move he makes
Slight smile upon her lips...
How drunk do you have to be
to tell me you love me...
You say I'm the epitome of elegance
And the personification of flair...
There are places in your mind
Where you once felt protected...
.::Slowly, a rose looses its color::.
.::Lonely, a wolf cry's for its lover...
Sweet tourniquet,
Embrace my sole...