--Poetry spills from the cracks of a broken heart, but flows from one which is loved-- |
All of my dreams have been broken
there is no cure...
You walk a precious path that leads to the...
Its all going wrong
Its all messed up...
All of my dreams have been broken
there is no cure...
In the midst of this reality, your true colors are undefined |
I love not for happiness but i love for the sake of being with someone as angelic as you |