10/12/15
They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing