9 July 2012
Why cant you see past the pretty face?
The laugh, the eyes, your thoughts become a waste
But not to me, for your too shallow for me to drown
Save me the slow death, that makes my head pound
I need deepness, to swim and be free
No measly puddle will ever consume me
Protection is an honour, not one I find in you
For you couldn't protect me, against the pain you threw
Sleep well tonight, sweet dreams
Of the wish of what we could have been
In Your Reflection • Opuss № I