Im the kind of person where you could slit my throuat, and with my last gasping breath, i'd apologize for bleeding on you shirt |
Drowning in seas of sheets we lay,
We're absorbing every touch...
Sometimes I feel the insanity that dwells beneath...
Crawling out, and breaking through...
I'm writing you this poem,
That speaks of something grand...
In the darkness I am sleeping
Avoiding all the nightmares creeping...
Love is when you lose yourself, deep within her...
Love is when you kiss her and your heart just...
The truth is, im the kind of person, where you could slit my throuat, and with my last gasping breath, i'd apologize for bleeding on you shirt.--Angel Of Music |
If to life is dedicated to dying... |