She used to love
But then she left...
The cacophony of machines
singing in circles of destruction...
Everyday is more grueling then the last
Everyday I wake without your "Good...
Yet , I survive anger and hurt
I am not sure whether I'll be alright yet...
I gave you my voice,
You didn't want to hear me speak...
Was it all a lie
Was I really nothing...
As the Autumn wind changes its path,
In between drops of angel crystals...
I just... I thought...
We had it all...
I am guilty of
being addicted to your...
I was a racketeer in the race of love
Quitting was not a plan because of my quixotic...
Heartbreak makes the greatest art.
But I am not painting with tears...
You know it's very hard to fight your memories
To make yourself realise that memories are meant...