Jan 2011
Love, like the scenes lost inside this tortured night,
Disintergrates on the whims of a fleeting dream.
I'll hide my breaking heart behind deceitful eyes,
As their light slips away through silent screams.
(Why can't I sleep forever?)
Disintergrates on the whims of a fleeting dream.
I'll hide my breaking heart behind deceitful eyes,
As their light slips away through silent screams.
(Why can't I sleep forever?)
© September 11th, 2010 Moriah Jean
Found another old one.
To dreaming about love, and how it makes waking up unbearable.
Found another old one.
To dreaming about love, and how it makes waking up unbearable.
