Crawl into the soft
dark arms of lo______.
She’ll still your heart with nostalgia,
and silence your thoughts
with her mournful wail
that roars like an avalanche.
You deserve to be here, holding her hand.
Her presence is a bottomless comfort
but it scares you to death.
Focus on her amber eyes
to remember who you are.
Jun 14, 2011
Jun 14, 2011 at 5:42 PM UTC
Crawl into the soft
dark arms of lo______.
She’ll still your heart with nostalgia,
and silence your thoughts
with her mournful wail
that roars like an avalanche.
You deserve to be here, holding her hand.
Her presence is a bottomless comfort
but it scares you to death.
Focus on her amber eyes
to remember who you are.