ROBERT FROST
Some say the world will end in fire...

One day my freinds
All of this will end...

I hear you crying in the other room
wondering what it is I have done...

Come close to me
follow my eyes...

Please don't go away
I need you now...

Can you hear me
when I talk to you...

Hear the voice
In your mind...

I hope to love you till death
I pray we will never part...

So far away, yet so close
your face is the one I miss the most...

I'm sorry for thinking he actually liked me...

Shivers though my spine
ice in my veins...

I hold your hand in mine
one last time...