This Battlefield |
oh god im crying out.this blade serenades my vacant heart.(you cant run from the way you are.)but even solace has its price.and im still searching for the answers.(always running from who we are.)but ...
Posted by on Sun, 20 May 2007 22:26:00 GMT |
Bullets & Boxcars |
so "hold your breath" she saidas the wave buried my head
dancing with yesterday i surround myself with thoughts that melt away. its these useless games: with one last breath ill find the edge of anoth...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Mar 2007 13:32:00 GMT |
Broken Compass |
i feel that now as i build these wretched wingsi drive the nail right through your wristso understand this is my worthless attemptto get back to the way we were.
and as the crimson sky burns to the gr...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 15:46:00 GMT |
