Just becuase you have the key, does not mean you can open the door... |
The one single tongue can create a million words, and most, feel like the slit on your wrist. |
The pure, glassy tears aren't the only thing dripping... |
It only takes but one word, to break one heart, into a thousand peices. |
Scars tell stories, most of which you can not tell, all because you used IT to take IT away. |
You are slower than a snail trying to climb up a waterfall! |
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me... if only that were true... |
You cant kill yourself, when your already dead inside. |
Where there are eyes that dont see, there is a heart that doesn't feel... |
I've found the peices, but I've lost my heart... |