Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
no words to express to screwed up in the head don’t know what to say have nothing to explain for once words fail me
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
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
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
