@Eric Muro Confide poetry I wont let you go, its now or never...unhappy together, unhappy alone, sooner or later were barely breathing, we just wanted freedom please give me a voice (interlude) or somewhere to call home, our days are gone, do you believe me now? its time to move on livin the dream. Time after time when heaven is silent oh please tell me im not alone here weve reached the millstone and I am scared of me, here I cant see the forest for the trees. its real life and its burning bridges. If we were a sinking ship filled with holes unable to see the bigger picture just floating from city to city, but this I believe I never saw this coming its only life fighting angels and demons a love paid with death....from what I can tell, people are crazy, just vultures among the dead and that sinking ship scenario is just a thought of escape when things arent what they seam. talking in riddles and metaphors in reference to something greater....but heres a role reversal.... can you tell the difference between a whisper and a scream? when the dead letter arises....do the fallen rise up in reply? such great heights become destroyed, youre just dreaming a reality, delete, repeat...and write this down.....your fear... tighten it up, those are my choice of words, my advice on the artax. time ran out 00:00 and that was the end of it. JinxxTheOli
Posted on: Thu, 31 Oct 2013 16:20:59 +0000
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