there are cracks where the white light burns through<br><br><br>
it's my expression, faced with your complexities that dives through faces of change before considering a look. a look the faces that change within moments of desperation, a bleeding heart song played upon the radio in the background.
<br><Br>you are, that is love. you are my face of love when you sleep. your eyes shut in perfection with a distant smile on your face. there i stayed for hours. but what is love when my heart reaches palpitations of concern. whether thus is medicated or an effect. it is without due cause.<br><br>but where are you in night's colour?
it's my expression, faced with your complexities that dives through faces of change before considering a look. a look the faces that change within moments of desperation, a bleeding heart song played upon the radio in the background.
<br><Br>you are, that is love. you are my face of love when you sleep. your eyes shut in perfection with a distant smile on your face. there i stayed for hours. but what is love when my heart reaches palpitations of concern. whether thus is medicated or an effect. it is without due cause.<br><br>but where are you in night's colour?