

Glass WallsPainting porcelain dolls; I cry Looking down at the world below Loneliness sits on my shoulder With the wings of a screeching crow.Glass Walls
My hands will pluck his feathers And Ill trim his beak Cause I cant fly with tattered wings And with no words I cannot speak.
Some bells ring in the distance Such sweet and evil sounds Hes in here in an instant And on my broken face he pounds.
The glowing day has darkened The memories come back to scare I scream and kick the mattress Below, he does not care.
Im the to


The SirenFlakes of snow fall gently And cover your window with white On the car thats been running for hours But no ones alive inside.The Siren
The storm was a beautiful siren When it took your breath away And now that the trick won you over Beneath the cruel sky you lay.


angelsa promenade on the wood of the boardwalk, making circles around puddles of light. fireflies glowing - it's a warm summer evening, we're too restless for sleeping tonight.angels
a splinter, some tears, and a heartbreak, time slows as she sinks to her knees. I walk away sighing our love song, and her soul floats away with the breeze.
I stand again in the place I remember, where she told me she wished she could fly, the start of what seemed like a lifetime, and where I spoke my final good bye.


Confessions- Twilight-Inspiredawakened at dusk, the full moon is rising, around her house I run free. protecting the night from creatures roaming, and other beasts she can't see.Confessions- Twilight-Inspired
I warm her fingers and quicken her breathing, but chill her again with a kiss. nights pass and her eyes grow distant, it is only she I will miss.
the moon summons tears as a gentle reminder, and day by day I grow weak. I wish that I'd come out and told her, and that I wasn't too frightened to speak.
in honor of Jacob; the one she should choose.
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