with every thought a tear drops.
with every word, a faint whisper.
a look of disbelief,
puzzled with confusion
every glimse that of a dream
my mind warped as the suns radiant glaze turns on me.
i morn a broken heart
i morn a lost love
i have no where to run,
no where to hide
IM STUCK IN THE MIDDLE
healing.
with every word, a faint whisper.
a look of disbelief,
puzzled with confusion
every glimse that of a dream
my mind warped as the suns radiant glaze turns on me.
i morn a broken heart
i morn a lost love
i have no where to run,
no where to hide
IM STUCK IN THE MIDDLE
healing.
toniccereal:
damn... have you been thinking with my brain again.. sometimes thats exactly how i feel