my name is aaron. i love writing, i guess thats all that matters. |
To my once shining star:
I lay on my bed tonight...
I killed myself
Nobody cares...
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work...
As my heart fails to find what to write,
My will, my ambition no longer strives to fight...
My closest friend
Your always there in times of need...
I'll be loving every minute,
Of every day that had you in it...
All the words I want to say,
Can't describe my feelings in the right way...
Autumn's rain drops,
spinning around...
I don't need your implications.
Yet I always strive for more...
Maliciously waiting to become someone.
Accounting for yourself...
Through the rain, |
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness. |
An Englishman is a person who does things because they have been done before. An American is a person who does things because they haven't been done before. |