What is the mark that appeared one day?
Will it go or will it stay?
Maybe it shall fade in time.
This, surely, cannot be mine.
If I cannot be with you...
I fear this has begun to spread.
Horrod thoughts infiltrate my head.
Maybe it will fade in time.
This, surely, cannot be mine.
I don't know what to do...
Is this a small crack I see?
So prominent in my vision of me.
Prehaps this is not a joking matter.
I know my soul's begining to shatter.
Reasons to live, there are so few...
A fissure in my spirit.
No solution seems to clear it.
Prehaps this is not a joking matter.
I know my soul's begining to shatter.
So please let me stay with you...
A line draw in between.
Seemingly unseen.
Only known by touch, by feel, by taste, and by smell.
For now life is a living hell.
You are my Angel, my Savior, my Love, my Life.
You are my Twilight.
 minikimii · Sun May 27, 2007 @ 04:27am · 0 Comments |
