Flutter of your wings
fractures in the light...

I can't seem to get him
out of my mind...

The final cry
this is my life...

Watching and waiting
lost my place and astound...

Best friends means....
best friends means...

I'm so sorry for this tragedy
are you proud of what I've become...

As black celebration
lines the streets...

My heart still beats
broken and alone...

Soft, porcelain skin
so pale as a new moon...

We're walking through the nothing
we thought we used to know...

My tears run down
my lost and lonely face...

The coldest kiss
your razorblade lips...