Deep within the eyes of darkness,
Lies a demon cold and thin.
Cruel intentions from the conscience,
Secret stories kept from Him.
Messages are slowly starting,
To unravel and be told.
Days, my love, are getting shorter;
And your heart is growing cold.
Lies a demon cold and thin.
Cruel intentions from the conscience,
Secret stories kept from Him.
Messages are slowly starting,
To unravel and be told.
Days, my love, are getting shorter;
And your heart is growing cold.
4 Comments:
Don't be sad. Don't be sad. I don't know why you are sad, but please don't be. Tomorrow, I will give you a hug, and it'll all be fine ok?
love
heath thats sad.
i don't like it, cheer up beautiful.
heath thats sad.
i don't like it, cheer up beautiful.
did you write that heath? 'cause if you did, that's some sad, but good stuff. love ya.
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