• my tears fell.
    i felt nothing.
    a ghost of me.
    a demond of you.
    im in pane.
    slowly drifting.
    this is how i fell.
    i fell as if the heavens cured,the pane you gave me.
    you gave me your hart,wich was full of hate.
    the coldness in your hart bernd my hands.
    i was crying ,dieing,nothing will help( i thout.)
    i was giving up my will to live.
    i was dead...
    the angels stared at me.
    they felt the pane driping inside me.
    with a wave of thar hands the angels curd me.
    the way i fell at this moment undiscribabal.
    this inisents is briliont.
    nothing can copare.
    my tears disiperd.
    i was finnly,finnely,not needing you.
    i was not in love.
    with a demond,of you.
    THE HEAVONS CURED ME...forever.