Colder than the snow on a mountain
His hearts a fiery flame...
Why am I here?
Why was I even born...
Dear boy,
She knows that you don't...
I thought i could do it
I could handle the pain...
Guys not sure What i Should title should be...
i think in circles...
Shes stands on the porch as
his pick up speeds down the road...
Sometimes I miss you
And cry cause you're not here...
Derek,
I knew you for sometime...
Love always ends
The story is nice while it plays out...
A knife in my back,
A slit to my wrist...
Sad how you find the perfect thing to say,
When it's far too late...
A rancid soul
Deprived of love...