When life gives you a pen,
Write till your fingers are as numb as you.

Hot death,
Lustful breath,
Lies left to rest.

Forever on my mind,
Forever locked in my heart,
Drownding on pure air,
Death announced from the start.

"Drained of life doomed to die,
With cliped wings I'll still learn to fly."

"I give no hope to the future... just a werry glance to my past."

An everlasting love calls for an eturnity an eturnity calls for an excange of blood.

Love is nothing but a loss-to-be... Love shouldnt be as quick to run...

Is it wrong I donno where I want to be or who's arms I want to be in when I've spent all my lives in search of these two answers...?