Lyfche_
03-04-2008, 19:05
Black silence,
white screams…
Blue line.
It doesn’t matter means…
Stand in the dark,
alone and crying…
Angels already don’t exist,
they are dying…
Hold my hand,
asking myself…
Is it hurt,
or I just lost my feels?
I’m bleeding…
I can’t fly anymore…
I’m sinking…
minutes until I die…
white screams…
Blue line.
It doesn’t matter means…
Stand in the dark,
alone and crying…
Angels already don’t exist,
they are dying…
Hold my hand,
asking myself…
Is it hurt,
or I just lost my feels?
I’m bleeding…
I can’t fly anymore…
I’m sinking…
minutes until I die…