(F)Beautiful Mysteries Are Better Left Unsolved..

I Am But A Mere Rose Growing Through The Concrete Cracks...

Feeling as cold as the weather...

There is no greater sadness than to recall in mistery the time we were happy

Oh, sweet sorrow, the time you borrow, will you be here when i wake up tomorrow..?

Everytime It Rains, I Close My Eyes So I Can Hear The Lonesome Sound Of The Sky As It Cries

- # - [The Glow Of The Sun Tells Me That It's Allright] - # -

She Knows She's More Than Just A Little Misunderstood....

*_*Missing Everything Daydreaming *_*

*Watch As The Worlds Collide Into Themselves*