These empty pages fill my heart. almost like the lies that did us part. I’ve never been enough and the fact that I never will, is a scary thought. it seems the more that I try, the faster that I die the stronger that I grip, the more these stitches seem to rip. nothing I could ever do, could save me from this mind no matter what I leave behind, or how I mastermind, it all seems to find its way to shine.
The wind swept trees stand tall like Hercules with all his strength, for here in this place lies the dead and dying of mankind. Here in this turmoil we also see God. Within the desert the winds are stirring again
I was doing so well. At least so I thought. Maybe For ONE moment, I was over you. Maybe For ONE moment, I was happy. But Suddenly, I saw something, Something amazing, So sophisticated, Made me eager, and intrigued. It
An attack with hatred and ferocity killed many people, how disdainful blind eyes with no sign of fraternity killed outright teenagers, how painful Parents who lost their children shed tears of blood in mournful an act against the faith of
This was an embryonic stimulus for a sprint. Knowledge itself has no legs. Can you run faster than thoughts? The sniper will take you in the open field. I had hoped to die in your arms. The podium was too