(( Every time there is a space, the person talking...
"My deep dark angel, I your cold black flower...

Don't bother me with your petty resistance,
I've given up on this lifes instance...

An eye for your lies,
Nothing you can say will come to my surprise...

Reminisce the goods times,
Because no one can take those memories...

This is just a letter, that and nothing more,
It's just a small reminder of our love that is no...

I will pick my feet up one at a time,
Not even the howling wind can't hold me back now...

I will not let my wounds deter my desire to move...
I will undo all of the things in life I know I...

Stop using my heart...
Wasted off like some kind of toy...

Say hello to my shadow,
For it is my friend...

Why don't you share,
With me a smile...

I prick my finger with this needle,
And now I sit and bleed...

---I was going through some of the poerty I did...
No one what its like...