Journal: To My Angel
-------------------------------------------Mood: Sooooo alone...
We are so alone again
We started to fall in love with our pain.
When you are thirsty, you drink my tears,
When you are happy, you wake up my fears.
When you hold me, I'm so alone,
When I need you, you are gone.
I don't believe in heroes anymore
Mother Nature turns out to be a whore.
When you are hungry, you eat my youth.
When I fell sad, you tell me that it's good.
How much of my blood have you swallowed,
can you tell?
I hope it will burn up your veins
when you go to hell.
...Created 2006-06-12 17:30:42 [ View Past Journals ] [ View as Blog ] |
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