It is so far worse a crime
to blow apart someones mind...
As it burns in the pit of your heart
you know whats comming next...
All they ever do is fight
ive had enough of this tonight...
Lonely
lonely is the child...
Her day was fine
work; the same...
"i do"
"i do"...
Fingers woven together
scars left here forever...
Candle sticks burn
as hatred churns...
As the dying take their last breath
and the angels scream...
The heat of the sun burning on my face
his scent mixed with that of grass floods my sence...
Hold my hand
hold me in your arms...
Lose your pride
and ask for help...