So many lives
Try’s...

Tempered glass
Buried shells...

Doom
The feeling...

As the whole world acts as if
I wonder if I’m true...

Pain
Hate...

Something’s sad
Maybe it’s the desperate feeling for hope that...

The blood…
Strong as metal...

Love is the devil
Love is but a lie...

People don’t want to talk to me…
I know…. You not suppose to talk anyways...

Nothing I wright
Can be as good as yours...

Idea
Thought...

A:
As I die...