The blood drips
By the sound of whips...
The Clothes that he wears,
the colors in his hair...
You should see
What I've come to be...
Look into her eyes.
They are so deep...
Locked in a cage of unforgiveness
Reality is what most call it...
My emotions are running wild, and my heart is...
You made me feel wanted and to me you always could...
He has played my feelings and my heart
He knew all to well right from the start...
It is too dark, no too light.
She's already fallen, She can not fight...
Awakened abruptly in lonely night
Eerie sounds unfamiliar to ones ear...
Ignoring me and my feelings every day
Pretending I am happy...
I cry of that night when crystal water first turned to crimson |