the blood red sky 4warning me not to come my intuition telling me to run i dont know the dangers that lie ahead i ignore the signs, like the sky of red i move onward the sky grows dark as i start to realize my doom im trapped inside my heart ;my room no windows no doors just miles of moors and deserted wasteland onward i go toward nothing i know toward an empty hope that someday everything might be okay yet here i stand my life at hand i wait... for the happiness away from hate
-Sunny & Kandy
Prima-~-Ballerina · Sat Apr 23, 2005 @ 05:07am · 0 Comments |