Mar 2013
Wicked gaze draws the life
To blossom bright through too wide eyes
Overexposed, like blowing bulbs
They crackle and crack
Leaking dead hope
To blossom bright through too wide eyes
Overexposed, like blowing bulbs
They crackle and crack
Leaking dead hope
1:57am, January 19th 2013
Sometimes you fall in love with someone,
who will do not good to you.
Who casts their eyes through you,
uses you,
and others,
breaking your heart,
and hopes.
Sometimes you fall in love with someone,
who will do not good to you.
Who casts their eyes through you,
uses you,
and others,
breaking your heart,
and hopes.
