If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…
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,
This feeling Makes me want to bless my friends… And find redemption in death. I want to stand in the rain 'Til my bones shake apart
The stars belong to both the sun And the moon Just as my heart does belong to yo… You may not see me, but I’ll be there.
You were the devil. I knew it before you did; And I was St. Mary With clouds trailing behind me. I gave you my virtue
Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.
Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.
Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that
He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.
How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?
While I’m alone, He’s with her. While I’m crying, He’s kissing And rolling
In the darkest night, A flower will grow.
While you were gone, My childhood dog died. I wept for both of you, And I felt like a corpse. While you were gone,
There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,
Last year seems years away. Last night seems lifetimes away. This moment seems like a dream.