Words scatter in the night
as a simple hush of wind...
Once again, I find myself here,
hating the reflection in the mirror...
Fresh out
from the nest, joy...
when does it get easier ?
the no longer missing you part...
You spoke with a tear in your eye
that wouldn’t fall...
I wished for the gift of flight
So my heart may soar...
I woke up today in ruin
Oh I woke up in ruin...
Broken head.
Stuffed with cotton...
Writers,
We all have the same purpose...
Why be colder than the snowiest season
of the year...
Britts' contest...
I didn't mean it when i said i didn't love you so
I should of held on tight...