Thursday, February 4, 2010
We can't escape this hollow ride
Painted black to calm our fear as walls and celings collapse over us.
Feel the chill throughout our breaths as thunder awakens in our chest.
These wings we ride failed us.
These wings we ride, they failed us.
We fall from midnight skies.
We pray on search lights to save us.
As the rain pours down.
Weight shifts.
The storm hits
Pulls on damaged wings.
Our pulse skips as we secure laced fingers.
Praying the tighter we grip
Will save us from these broken wings
Gotta find a way out
never ending misery
Beauty Through The Broken Glass.
Darling,Don't Lie To Me.
Tag Before You Leave :D
Pleads For;
To do List ;
- get metallic leggings
- re-dye hair
- re-pierce ear and add more
- form a band,
- get more tanktops,jeans,shorts,skirts,printed tops,
- new handphone
- get ipod touch
- get earpiece and headphone
- get 2 skateshoes
- get atleast 2 coloured contacts
You have my thanks.
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