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

i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me

Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with

The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely

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

There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind

i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body