It Seems As Though Every Time I Held A Rose, All I Felt Were Its Thorns? |
I GAVE UP... |
&& the blood that falls from my wrist matches the tears that fall from my eyes |
You tell me to hold on, that everything will be ok |
You’re killing me slowly, yet you’re the one thing keeping me alive… |
It is so hard to breath when you're heart has been broken... because something that has been broken can never quite be restored.. |
It scares me just as much as before |
You layed in my arms... |
It's hurts... |
33 people now are lost |