It's just a name.
words not spoken with the mouth...

Moving on,
two simple words that can kill a soul...

Is it love that keeps us locked up,
Or is it fear...

(not my best but W/I/P)
Ruby red, and Baby blue...

Love is but a metaphor
designed to put a flaw in human perfection...

She lays there hoping it's a dream,
but she knows in her heart it's a reality...

It\'s hard to look at you,
and pretend that it\'s okay...

Sitting on the window sill,
staring at my scars...

Dear child i will never see,
i am your mother to be...

Now that you lost her,
you wish you had her back...

Mommy stop yelling,
your making me sad...

A cold heart can still beat,
but a broken heart can\'t feel...