I’ve been cruel and I’m sorry.
Heart old and testified, tell me that I’m not crazy.
Do I ever cross your mind?
Endless battle between heart and head.
The gates open.
What’s a king without a queen.
You are to me, a part of me just like anatomy.
I’m sinking faster and faster, between heaven and disaster. Sorry if I made you feel like I’m standing on the borderline.
She was forever wondering where he was; what direction he was going. His shimmer of stolen time still lighting a path long lost. The disease and decay flourished under her skin; she walked on. Over jagged stone that cut her bare soles, through water that felt as thick as the crimson blood pulsing though her … More She walked on…