Forever waiting for you to let me down. Reaching for heaven, to fall to the ground. Heroes and Conspiracies. Just like a rose ripped from its root. Youre so beautiful and waiting to die. Heroes and Conspiracies. Would you grant me one final kiss? Impaled on the sharpest thorn, these are my wrists. Here we are, Face to face. Without a clue of what to say. Alone at last no questions asked. Another secret to my game. Now that its gone was it ever that at all?
Posted on: Thu, 06 Mar 2014 04:51:58 +0000
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