Death comes knocking
On my door...
I once saw you as a beautiful rose
Bright and lush...
A stifling cry rings out within my mind
There is a stinging in my blood...
Eyelashes heavy with uncontrolled tears blinked...
A pain, a constriction grabs the heart without...
I've been starting to wonder
If it's really true...
Wind whispers your name
It is sad that the memory of you...
Love unfolds
Like a flower opening its petals for the first...
...a little taste of hell... |
Imperfections are what make us |
The higher you climb |