If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for

gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the

Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away

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…

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

i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own

What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed

The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are