you cannot seize to pace
when will we ever leave this place?
an aqua-free drowning
their tormenting voices in our heads;
the constant pounding.
all i want to show them,
all i want them to see
is when we're flying
oh darling
quite the flawless soul
you were truly meant to be.
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 9:46 PM UTC
