Post by Finley Andrews on Jun 10, 2008 18:45:16 GMT
still recorded were the words that dribbled out his kiss, when eyes
go blind in this man of what could once become. sever the limbs off his torso
in sleep and burn what remains so the world may now see; no longer, will we
wait for your answers, back to the hell where you've come from. think of all
the times you've once had; write them in a letter that says goodbye. you'll
listen to reason while you're face down in the dirt; you'll stomach the hurt and
break for him here, just how much he's worth.
•FINLEYDEANANDREWS•
go blind in this man of what could once become. sever the limbs off his torso
in sleep and burn what remains so the world may now see; no longer, will we
wait for your answers, back to the hell where you've come from. think of all
the times you've once had; write them in a letter that says goodbye. you'll
listen to reason while you're face down in the dirt; you'll stomach the hurt and
break for him here, just how much he's worth.
•FINLEYDEANANDREWS•
