The thought of you with someone else is like a kinfe threw my heart but i remember it doesn't hurt for the fact my heart died along time ago.

the road less traveled is better left unsaid to those who care and to those who are dead!

The worst way to love someone is to sit next them adn know you don't love them back!!!

I [love] you that much is {true}
But never AGAIN will i *think* of
you!

And NOONE will know how {many} [times]
she's +killed+ her ^wrists!^

I disappear and die alone!!

You got it by heart,you can do it yourself.

He came to me in the night a predator
she came to him at his bleakest hour
prince of night
lady of light

Subsided are the thoughts of man.

In sleep he sang to me in dreams he cared that voice which calls to and speaks my name....

*not my work it's from PoTO*