They say that last good-byes |
She walks the streets |
Withered hearts cry bittersweet blackened tears caused by their own naïve necessity and optimism for love and redemption to be within their grasp. |
A heart not beating doesn't have to feel. |
+.+I sit there over his dead body, but the tears won't come. Not when they're all around, I can't let my friends see that I'm hurting. Why can't they just leave?? {[I]/Want\[to]/mourn\[in]/peace\}+.+ |
I'm not really sure how to move on. |
Fame comes and goes, stars rise and fall, but dreams live on forever* I'm a star so when you see me make a wish* R.I.P Jessica |
Its bad when te world takes a life. |
I sit there weeping.... weeping... |
Sacrafices must be made to do whats right no matter how much it may hurt |