Years of Promises,
That are nothing but empty.
Pictures of us,
That are nothing but memories.
Lies never told,
Brought out to this fight.
True feelings shown,
Exposed by the light.
Now time for dark,
Its a place that I hate.
Four years gone,
unexpectedly to this fate.
Aug 31, 2012
Aug 31, 2012 at 9:47 PM UTC
Years of Promises,
That are nothing but empty.
Pictures of us,
That are nothing but memories.
Lies never told,
Brought out to this fight.
True feelings shown,
Exposed by the light.
Now time for dark,
Its a place that I hate.
Four years gone,
unexpectedly to this fate.