i saw the face swallow an evening skyas i lit up the candle, and watched the sun go downshe sighed and i cried. lied right next to me and diedthis beautiful woman of mine. forever lied
the round scrub of hatepale brown drops of yalelil kiss and kid playing gamesthe warm forest, my whole in flames
i am the goon that never grewthis cold saphire burning lowi am the ghost and the rainplotting fear for more fame
wordstender ignite. Heels on iceBlue songs and highs. My honey bright eyesThrow out the towel. Soak in my ireSing out desire. Curl in my fire
the days seemed to move so fastand the nights all evened outmemories falling high and lowlike birds at night. so silent. so cold
a beautiful blog in bluesad pastures so truei am so sorry i said this to youbut this pain, i can't let goI am sorry labyrinths. And i am sorry heretic
down goes the water balloon,this fallen angel of tiring glowlong have these winters criedtears, wishing you never die