I close my eyes, and try to fight the pain; When I look at you, and you look the other way. Caught stuck behind in yesterday. Wondering if the moment's passed us by, Or if there is something left to give me an escape from this hell. Holding me down, I get back up and taste the ground. Let go of your pride, abandon your fears; and simply take my hand.
Vulgar Fantasy · Fri Feb 26, 2010 @ 10:41am · 1 Comments