Her voice speaks of the pain she's suffered.
And thoughts race through my mind...
You believe in darkness
that there is only pain...
If you see a shooting star
Wish upon it willingly...
Plz...Comment..it will mean alot
I wonder how life is so strange...
Life's different in many ways.
Sometimes you feel like you're living in a haze...
Your leaving me today
you say you just cant stay...
Invent
Create something new...
Explore outside
I forged preparations...
The problems in this life are hard to bare
we live in a world of images which begins to tear...
Treasure
Eyes gaze towards the wet sand...
The broken colors of a battlefield,
the hungry children in the street...
***Simply put: To my Uncle Rob***
Painting the highways of teenage ache...