There's a box,
Of knives laying...
Destiny strikes the willing
pedals fall...
All the prayers
I whispered...
There is that familiar sickness
climbing up my throat and chest...
There's nothing like describing
something that can't be explained...
Cheers to this life of mine
that I wish would wither thin...
Dedicated to *~W/i`L?e F.i,R"e...
When there is no one Else
When there is no one else...
I'm wondering if anyone noticed
if anyone knew my coming fate...
When I'm the sunset
that you forgot to see...
Note: this is part two.. if you would like you may...
God placed his giant hands...
I used to watch him laugh
I used to hold him...