i love to write..and i love music. |
Its when their heart races,with one touch from...
Its when they aren't around and your world is so...
Art in formation,
is emotion to my eyes...
A rose grows with thorns,
condemning the inner soul...
Thunder rumbles,
Lightning cracks in the night...
Once, My heart was broken,
like a shadow in the dawn...
Those words burn, like an open wound with salt.
Killing infection, saying all my fault...
With a gaze upon his lips,
he fell into her bestial crypt...
You're my disease.
No matter what happens...
Something creepy was happening,
something not under the definition of normal...
I'm watching you sleep,
kind of feel like a stalker...
I AM a mental terrorist,brain ninja. |
If you aim for the moon and miss you still land on one of the stars. |
God is not a D.J. |