Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December and each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor, eagerly I wished the morrow- vainly I had sought to borrow from my books surceased of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore, for the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore. nameless here for evermore |
I see you standing alone
In the dark when its cold...
Follow the whispers
Listen to the dark...
Please don't go away
I need you now...
I'm nothing more but a Soul
Wandering the earth forever...
Dancing around the graves
fighting back emotion filled waves...
Shivers though my spine
ice in my veins...
If we are born as an American
and have equal rights...
Im the lie you hide
in the back bedroom...
My emotions abandon me
leaving me empty, hollow...
Within my chest lies a fading ember
glowing dimly my needs are forgotten...
Isn't marriage suppose to be two people in love vowing to spend their lives together and love them in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer? |
Why is it that when we are born we are born with equal rights as an American but as soon as were come out and say we are gay those equal rights are taken away? |
I have the lock... |