Others tears lost for years have made these sunny days and summer time rays old for her. In the dark she lays half alive and half dead,and in this absense she be wed to things that scare the bravest of men to tears that were never shed. And so in her beautiful eyes all her lies collide;though she never crys;all of these things lay ever true and never false;her screams still haven't died. Both her worlds collide and crush her in the middle,this angel remains fallen,as the devil and demons play her like a fiddle.
XxLatent_NightmarexX · Mon Jul 27, 2009 @ 08:13pm · 0 Comments |