Finally he saw their nightmares were his dreams,
Fire setting through his veins so bright...

Maybe she's lying,
Through her untold smile...

Wax
Butterflies...

This is really short I am aware, and I made add on...

Deep within the forests of precious time,
A child sits, absorbed within his play...

She wants to be where she can be saved,
So as she brought the blade to her wrist...

I'll never say how I am again,
I'll lie to you from the start...

Note: This -is- about being gay and being hurt by...

Take a sip from this disease,
Any glass you may eat...

My soul is screaming,
I seem to've stopped breathing...

Holding the softly pattering heart in her hands of...
A girl sits singing softly where the body now...

A plastic heart you may find,
With a clock that can unwind...