Angelheart

close your eyes and open your heart you'll see what others can not you'll see the truth you'll see what was there all along money ain't power TV ain't fun ...

thank you i hope you arnt in the sisutation cause it never gets better or ends :( and it endsup nearly killing one of the two i should know i ...

to everyone reading this, it not about being a villan its about a girl being left hurt under her bfs fists. as i have been this is why i wrote ...

the message is yes this song is about a realtionship and its was a bad one yes it abusive physical and mental but this song tell that story

mmm...mmm...mhm mmm...mmm...mhm here i am bron through the saddness and the pain here i am torn apart, ripping at the seems just let me go, just let me go you ...

Red latex hides behind spindly branches Latex that once did not hang so sadly --That once was beheld by beaming child And parents happy to have a family. Red latex ...

A red rose Tears all over My eyes as red As the rose I get little comfort It doesn’t look like him But I know he’s gone Yet it only ...

A red rose Tears all over My eyes as red As the rose I get little comfort It doesn’t look like him But I know he’s gone Yet it only ...

Covered faces: can't tell who is who.Impossible expressions you can not read.But what happened those neighborhoods where you'd see open doors and open blinds so everyone could behold "your" beauty ...

An illusion, what is it? is it a trick, is it a drink, is it magic, is it my eyes, is it my mind, is it my imagination, is it ...

Once an ugly ducknow a beautiful swan at home in her pondwe get swept away by her gracethe beauty of hernow a black horserussian by his blood the color of ...

thanks guy but this poem is about a horse that is recently mine his name is nickolvia and his struggles coming from russia unbacked to america to be broken and ...

Once an ugly duck now a beautiful swan at home in her pond we get swept away by her grace the beauty of her now a black horse russian by ...

The blood of life is in the movement, The blood of movement is in the dance. Each shift of an eye tells a story, Woven together in movement's trance. The ...

Very good vivid imagry Other nightmares flashed through my mind, searing their selves into my soul. There was a scream to my left and I saw a dream of a ...