I had no right To fall in love with you. All those times I promised you That I’d never fall in love again Were lies because I fell in love…
My mother is the darkness inside m… She planted the seed That grew into brambles, And now, I can’t be loud Because she makes me so
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…
I feel that one never stops Loving their past loved ones. The nostalgia remembers all the Times when you slept in their bed, When you first opened up,
If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…
I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.
Dignity is death.
Your love Was like driving straight into the… Your attention was like Lying in a puddle of gold. You were sex and fun and cotton ca…
Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.
Dancing inside makes me sing. Music turns winter into spring. Dancing inside lights up my world. Lyrics give me wings like birds. Dancing inside all the time.
Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times
Shambles: They hold my life together. I’m shredded into slices, Trying to hold it whole, And I wonder if anyone
Mark, I miss you, And I love you. Each day is lost Without you.
The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it
