Oh my love, With your endless Beauty, Charisma, and Personality Can we spawn The birds of love This great day. We are unable to grasp Anything ending What we hold dear, So please treasure my heart And treat it with care
The world is filled with My painful woes Torturing me Each day With reminders of what you did. I am cold and broken Unable to comprehend the situation I am involved in Shattered by your False Sense of hope and freedom. Don't look for me Because by the time You find me I will be gone Running from the *Dark
My love, What broke you? You are afraid to come Out your depressed shadow Afraid to show me that smile Too tired to even laugh Your beauty is no longer shown In the crevice of you loud personality I miss it.