When i come to the end of my road
and the sun has set for me...
Without your words
Without your hate...
Look into my eyes, and you will see no mistake
Look at my smile, and you won't know it's fake...
Dressed in sorrow
Words not followed...
9. the bittersweet feeling held inside
8. a stupid act of selfish pride...
You have such a beautiful smile,
Such a indestructible soul...
Laying alone,
In a colorful bed...
Cold, alone
Taking her last breath...
Shooting stars
New scars...
Close to the door he paused to stand,
As he took the class ring off her hand...
She was 16 the day she died,
in disbelief her lover cried...
Often intrigued by that treacherous path
Your victims are born from your perilous wrath...