Who knew her bleeding wrist
Would hurt his beating heart...

I know where he is.
I know the distance...

Silent Sorrow is the worst
Crying in the dark, hiding from the light...

The nights calm
Peaceful && Black...

Mind is racing!
I feel like asking a thousand questions...

She writes. That is all that is left to do. After...

Where I'm from, The good die young.
Where I'm from, the children cry...

Even through the cold nights,
&& lonely days...