Everything Was Stiil, Silence Limgered In The Air, Soppy Cement Was A Barren Path, One Star Poked Through Dawn's Misty Sky, I Was A Shadow, Completed With Red Pouty Lips, And Red Lace Running Along My Fair Skin, My Eyes Strained To See 20 Feet Ahead, In The Smuthering Darkness, And I Couldn't Help Thinking, About *You
Sorry This Isn't Good.. I'm Just Coming Out Of Writers Block So I'm A Little Rusty