• He walks through the streets of pure despair.
    And always says that no one cares; But that troubled girl that lies in the corner. Waiting for someone to come and warn her.
    She seems so mysterious. Prefers to be alone. Deals with remains of a broken home.
    But the silence calms her and makes her think. Is she so lost in dark set things?
    He turns her way. Face to face. She approaches with new found grace.
    The barriers fall. The sins forgiven.
    The taste of the kiss,taste of heaven. Who swore this was hopeless? That walls were stable? That the motives behind the attention were evil.
    This is no game. Life is not a dream. It's a test for all who believe.
    The afterlife is far more sweet. The air is full of love and heat.
    But not too warm. Not so much affection. Just a way of being a heaven.
    Now he asks himself how to go on. What if when the day comes...she ends up gone?