black butterflies |
it was the third night......... i keep seeing a black butterfly, but im not sure wether it is black or brown cause my eyes are weak......... specially by night....... the first ti...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 15:41:00 GMT |
the art of letting go |
It's not any normal story
With lights up from the ceiling
It's a never ending story
And the star is no one but you
It's not an everlasting love song
Where everyone just sits and talk...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 16:41:00 GMT |
box of mysteries |
my armor is not that thick.......
i never held a shield......
and i dont wear a helm......
thats why i hurt, thats why i cry......
i fell i trip to something deep
just to see myself hurt so deep
to ...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 16:40:00 GMT |
confessions of life |
keep holding on to life when you start to feel like giving up, when you feel like everything isnt on the right track..... when you feel everything seems stupid...... when we feel cheated...... but law...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 16:38:00 GMT |
