I wish i could see
the smile on your lovely face...

I know you'll never read this,
but I'm so forced to get it out...

We're making up names
for our silly little...

She stepped on your world
and she broke you down...

It snowed outside today
and I forgot what summer was...

Acrid wind burns through the desert,
as the night turns from velvet to oil...

Right now, my dear, you're shunning me;
and I'm kinda a broken mess...

God, my prayers aren't quite good,
so i write down my sob-filled pleas...

Every day
my mask cracks more and more...

A little angel
broken at birth...

Slightly crooked picture frames
hang from an abstract wall...

In the beginning, black and terror reigned
the angels never danced nor did they sing...