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Just like the ocean needs the waves
Just like the stars that fall around me now
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Ashley MeteorsTagboard I'm too far, too far; For you to come and save me. Redemption comes knocking on my door, I begin to slowly disintegrate. Exanimate. My body, torn apart, separated. I shiver. My soul. My soul, it grasps for air in the outside world. Breathe, I need to breathe. Hesitation kicks in. My mind is filled with doubt. But it's too late. Don't try to save me now. I'm long gone. |
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February 18, 2008, 5:59 PM
If I were to run to the ends of the earth,Escape the place where love was blind, An image of you would stay in my mind, Regret would make war on mirth. If I were to laugh until, on bended knee, I cut my ears and let them bleed Or throw to the winds all the things I need, You'd still be around to haunt me. If I, on request, were to slave for gold, Recapture health in wine and bowl, Then sell for a profit my body and soul, Your face would stay young while mine grows old. |
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