Mar 2014
Oh handsome poison
how fast we're fading.
So fast that the word
"we"
no longer applies.
I fought with passion,
my fire burned true.
Smoldering ashes
were all I was given
in return from you.
how fast we're fading.
So fast that the word
"we"
no longer applies.
I fought with passion,
my fire burned true.
Smoldering ashes
were all I was given
in return from you.
