Survive
"Life for you's been less that kind, so take a number, stand in line. We've all been sorry, we've all been hurt.
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Small town girl. Love Poe. Taken.
"Life for you's been less that kind, so take a number, stand in line. We've all been sorry, we've all been hurt.
"Why not one more night. One last kiss goodbye, my sweet love. Tonight?" -Alesana; Early Mourning On Frail Wings of Vanity and Wax.
The silence is eating us both alive. The monster in your eyes is the fear in mine. You say these things, and only to me. I want to scream, to run and hide, But yet again I let it slide.
The dark wood line on the horizon Gleams of a deep scarlet red. The fog begins to part, Depressing thoughts rummage my head. Why do I try. I never succeed.