At all |
A name in your recollection, down among a million savedDifficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over,Here I expecting just a little bit too much from the woundedI threw you the obvio...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 04:50:00 GMT |
At all |
A name in your recollection, down among a million savedDifficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over,Here I expecting just a little bit too much from the woundedI threw you the obvio...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 04:50:00 GMT |
At all |
A name in your recollection, down among a million savedDifficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over,Here I expecting just a little bit too much from the woundedI threw you the obvio...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 04:51:00 GMT |
At all |
A name in your recollection, down among a million savedDifficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over,Here I expecting just a little bit too much from the woundedI threw you the obvio...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 04:51:00 GMT |
Live by the sword. |
Im thinking that it's time to get out. What am I suffering for. My pride or some kind of personal war?and will I throw it all away? for nothing more than a simple taste?I stay in time and watch you pa...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jan 2009 03:44:00 GMT |
I give it you all. |
He said "Say what ever you have to say, i'll stand by you.Do what ever you have to do, to get it out and not become a reactionary to hurt the ones you love, you know you never meant to but you dooh ye...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Jan 2009 18:30:00 GMT |
How much can you take? |
So let's face it. This was never what we wanted. But I know, it's fun to pretend.My blank stares and empty threats are all I haveI found you before I drifted away.And you know its not to get away from...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Jan 2009 19:24:00 GMT |
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.... |
Im in a constant state of geting cut so why dont I feel anything?I think I forgot what it was like before it entered me..
So.. this is what they call another endless night. I'm so tired of believing i...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Dec 2008 04:25:00 GMT |
2:22 |
I want so much to open your eyes, because I need you to look into mine.(All this feels strange and untrue. But I won't waste a minute without you.)My bones ache. My skin feels cold, and Im getting so ...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Dec 2008 08:21:00 GMT |
Oh dear |
We're not the same, dear, as we used to beThe seasons have changed and so have weThere was little we could say and even less that we could doTo stop the ice from getting thinner under me and youWe're ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Dec 2008 05:22:00 GMT |
