You ask what is over the Edge,
Heaven.

Love is her prison, death is her need
as her heart began to slowly bleed.
You broke her heart, tore it in two.
Who knew what love could make her do?
Now theres nothing of her to save,
as she's being put into her deadly grave.

The cuts are deep, i drip a crimson hue, onto my white carpet, then all goes black, as i think of you

Every word you say
another scar will stay
every move you make
another life you will take

Life sucks then you die
get over it

* i really dident write this either my friend simon did but i still think its cute but he is even cuter lol *

Someone died today i didnt know him personally but it shows lives come and go and you never know when the people you love are gonna die

Stab me in the heart, i'll get up again!

#~#~#~To himself everyone is immortal, he may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead#~#~#~

..But maybe life's not for everyone.

"Black Orchid" by: Blue October

A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a man.