By stephen Date: 2001 Jun 13 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.13.01.11.20502]] |
Crimson trickles down that pale skin Breathing in and out with R!A!G!E knowing within The candle wax is m_e_l_t_e_d And you can't live or die with this sin So having to forget, having to restrain... \S/ /M\ \A/ /S\ \H/ a few things in the meantime It is all beyond (T)he ability to e a r This thought makes the heart feel f-e-a-r that She wont be back |