Walk the line of my brokenheart the lines twist and break a part. Going every direction but to my heart. Dieing fire, not quite dead but lit soft at the bottom of my heart. A frozen path, don't take no turns, don't make any mistakes. You will find a hidden path . Leads to me and my heart. Get pass my barb wires, my blades of hate, my sins ,and desires, and you reach my ice. Fire being your nature you mealt my ice apart. Finaly you reach me...you hold me and kiss me...I am strong at first then weak...what is this feeling..its Love.
