Misled by her own thoughts
to think that the world...

Have you ever felt like a marionette? being pulled...
~make.me.a.memory...

Typical, said once again
by my surroundings...

Blossom as the sun
in the glory of earth...

She rises from the soft
dream like scent of hope...

Beyond the unnatural path
of our life lives a mortal...

The sun gave up its right
to shine in the east...

Stop and think twice
about what you just said...

These thoughts will over throw her will
the only will that counts...

The key to unlock her heart
has died upon the guy she has met...

A sense of silence has filled
the air with the stench of hatred...

-i have know idea if this makes sense-
When the moon rises and the sunsets her fears take...