(2015)
Breathing ragged Heartbeat raging Claws jagged A love that is never aging I remember that rainy cold day.
the funny thing about tears is how powerful they are the tears sliding down my face signal an apology to you for the emotional hurt I’ve given.
Ella tenia un buen sentido del hum… Ella era la risa Conocia la desaprobación de todos Debía de haberle alabado desde ant… Si es que su cielo alguna vez habl…
Silence from the cockpit, steady a… The pilot dyed his hair black beca… Next to me, who ever saw a half ba… Is he one of the originals. Not a rolling stone, but close.
Slamming the door as I storm out… Cold from the concrete penetrates… I pick up the only thing close, a… Angry words still burn in my mind… Self centered, childish words all…
He walks the beach Looking into the ocean A sadness creeps across his face. Thoughts of years gone by Without memory of them are brought…
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Who was I? Crossing the Wine valley I stumbl… The darkness is coming, the hour i… The hill is still to be…biked up! Time is oppressive, it…goes!
I still wake up breathing your nam… and I can hear myself whispering t… driving me two minutes past crazy… the way my voice catches those cor… never fails to make me content
Slow healing lasting impressions of your pitiful expression no longer do you have my empathy go ahead and keep on scheming
I wish you were here Just looking… I know am not even your friend, no… I know am just a coward I know I cant say the right words I know I always cry at night
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The Dark Within his Light The Nightmare Within his Dreams She is Everything And Yet Nothin… The Sorrow of His Existence The Pain of His Happiness
Yes, I know. But what else is there? To stop? The end came to soon.. To live.
28 Months since the last tie in front of morning’s mirror, where the moving sun lit the four corners of his being above the window sill.