In response to Shelley's, "Music, When Soft...
Voices quieted, music no longer heard...
How could I not notice, that you've been hurt?
Im suppost to be helping you, not make feelings...
Quote by Thomas Moore
"The harp that once through Tara's halls, The...
-`Written for a Contest.`-
Droplets of rain fall down upon our bodies...
Forever is such a long time
for those with a broken heart...
The sweetest laughs escape your lips,
voicing the departure of our overexposing...
Artistically
You wore me down...
"My Heart is Bleeding Tears."
Pain echos and thumps through this wrenching body...
Footprints in the snow
Paint the best of pictures...
Loving a player,
Is not the same...
Maybe later, we can get together again,
Maybe later, when we both mature within...
Carried upon a breeze
her soft voice came to me...