Yeah, I'm back, but just so everyone knows this 'tis [[Sweet Surrender.]] =] Well anyway, I'm back with abit of a different style than normal. ._. No more [[HAPPY]] poems for right now. =] Dark, Dark, Days... |
Tangles in his fingers...
-From the beginning...
Every night,She cried those very tears of fright
She wondered along the blackened sand...
From beginning to end
Things seemed too perfect...
A lighter in hand.
A candle in the other...
Firefly,
If Only I Could Fly As High And Free As You Do...
I can't belive,
You've become my little miracle...
My hearts used to only go so far.
But I've never really felt this before...
Born in a world of morbid satisfaction.
She still loves him...
We'll Rock Till Dawn So I'll Have A Excuse To Fall Asleep In Your Arms. |
Lighter In Hand, Candle In Other. |
Firefly, If Only I Could Fly As High And Free As You Do, Be Caught And Let Go By The Gentlest Of Hands & Shine On My Own. |