It's to late to go back,
these iron walls around me
are resouding with memories
pieces of you, and pieces of me,
floating about this room
like noble butterflies, in a gentle breeze
recall the euphoric times we spent
gazing at the picturesque night skies,
passing through the corridors of life
without a care in the world,
blinded by this high love,
refusing to see the bloody end
thinking of the weaking tears,
ripping through my body
i want to let go of it all again
You...the love, the life, the fucking world
and i let go of all cares in existance
watch the smoke flow from this mouth,
once more, my worries fly south
my lips are kissing the only thing that matters
feel like i'm flying through these night skies
as each headache in the world dies
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Submission Name: Let go of it all
