In a grove Near a Stream,
Where the sun hits as it shimmers and gleams...
The sweet smell of autumn leaves.
the dawn is young on harvest eve...
The still, flowing pond hidden in Shadows
No one speaks, It's quiet, like its soft spring...
I am the 7th of the 8th.
I was created in the 20...
In the end,
We all descend...
He cares for me,
From the main land to the sea...
My heart is shattered into bits,
guy I cared about and liked broke my heart...
I would like to lay down and think a while.
About what I'll do in the morning...
Oh sweet insanity
You've claimed another victim...
In the bible, god said that he loves us and will...
But how come when we are in need he leaves us...
As they walk along the shore
He said to her "I love you more"...
My love,
Your voice is as sweet as milk and honey...