Quietly thinking to myself. Sharing half our mind instead of none. The shaking's just begun, the pleasantries are gone. This sad exchange pleased neither one of us So we finally gave up. The meani
The wonder of the world is gone, I know for sure. All the wonder that I want I've found in her. As the hole becomes apart I strike to burn. And no flame returns Every intuition fails to find its wa
If I were made of stone. Could you shake my soul. To its very core. Like no one could before? Now you turned me into such a fool. And you know it's true. And if I never make it back to you. Just