critic... |
the critic's mind behind my eyesis bitter, raw and realit cuts my core and sears my heartIt's all that I can feelI'm not afraid to hear you say the words that cut my throatas much as i'm afraid to hea...
Posted by Mandy on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 11:58:00 PST |
: ) |
I offered you my hand, you took my heart
I guess it's true that love grows as two lovers part
But the skies so beautiful with all the stars
And there aren't memories anymore beautiful than ours
It t...
Posted by Mandy on Fri, 23 Mar 2007 01:16:00 PST |
tell me... |
So tell me how to feel
I've let the current have it's way
I'm here to breathe, i'm here to stay
so tell me what is real
I know there's so much more than this
My dreams are gentle, and I miss
the stars...
Posted by Mandy on Wed, 21 Mar 2007 05:08:00 PST |
Just a dream. |
She never woke to the terror
of his piercing painful call
or heard the prayers he had spoken
just moments before his fall
but somehow in that moment
her heartbeat ch...
Posted by Mandy on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 11:15:00 PST |
