15 July 2012
The knife is on the table. The tears are in your eyes. The anger is pouring out of me, The look upon is despise. "where do we go from here"? "back to where we started out" "but I wasn't happy until I met you, I could never let you go" "an nor I, but the tears they form" "It is what is to destin, we cannot control our paths" The stars they twinkle, they glisten, but not all sweet is on the outside.
I guess this is based upon Romeo and Juliet??? I have no idea it just sort of came to me and progressed from there.
Glisten Glide Gleam And Greed • Opuss № I