What is love but a fallen star
i dare not grasp for fear it may quickly burn...

Those are the words that open my thoughts,my...
Those are the words that fill my head,this page...

The fever broke and flesh rotted again.
but on the other side of sickness was not were...

It comes at night a single tear.
It comes at night when no one is around...

When you start to hurt your self its an
Unknown sensation it burns at first...

I see doom ahead,
my love...

I stare to the madness, I see just my pain,
it staring me back, drowning me in the sadness...

You strike at me with words at first
making me weak and sad enough to start to weep...

Their enchanting voices
Cry to the crystal moon...

A sweet little prick
on the finger...