03/10/15
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i