Her
Tears
Falling
Into
Space
Tainting
Stars,
Beauty
In Her
Cries,
Her Bones
Screaming
In
My Veins
Of
Sleeping
Cries
Of
Where
Beauty
Of
The
Dead
Sleeps
~Paris Styron~
It Is
Funny
How
This
Star
Shines
Alone
In
The Darkness
Between
The
Hate
We
Hide
In
The Darkness
Avoiding
Destruction,
Ignorance
Is
Blissful
To Those
Who
Know
Nothing,
But
The Ones
Who
Know
All
Will
Feel
Its
Everlasting
Pain
~Paris Styron~
Give
Hope
To
The
Stars
For
They
Align
The
Tears
In
The
Line
Of The
Sky
For
They
Comfort
The
Sky
Filled
With
Sorrows
With
Tears
Beyond
The Grave
~Paris Styron~
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 9:34 PM UTC
Her
Tears
Falling
Into
Space
Tainting
Stars,
Beauty
In Her
Cries,
Her Bones
Screaming
In
My Veins
Of
Sleeping
Cries
Of
Where
Beauty
Of
The
Dead
Sleeps
~Paris Styron~
It Is
Funny
How
This
Star
Shines
Alone
In
The Darkness
Between
The
Hate
We
Hide
In
The Darkness
Avoiding
Destruction,
Ignorance
Is
Blissful
To Those
Who
Know
Nothing,
But
The Ones
Who
Know
All
Will
Feel
Its
Everlasting
Pain
~Paris Styron~
Give
Hope
To
The
Stars
For
They
Align
The
Tears
In
The
Line
Of The
Sky
For
They
Comfort
The
Sky
Filled
With
Sorrows
With
Tears
Beyond
The Grave
~Paris Styron~
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