that day you gave me roses
but later, left them and my love to die::
for the longest time my world was darker
than a moonless december sky::::
those pointless,endless hours spent wondering ...crying....
i always thought your love & lust for me... would be undying::
always trying to figure out were it was i went wrong?
how i thought it was all perfect,for that damn long:::
clearly i was mistaken... & obviously you had other plans::
involving leaving me lost in love...
with a ghost of what i thought was a man..
i dont know how i let you get away ::
with my ever so fragile heart...
how u manipulated...lied,so evil and vile....
its was like a form of art..
i cant even imagine the things you've yet to do...
[[ soon to be broken lovers to come ]]
i can almost see their still beating hearts being split
youll beat the laughter out as if the soul is a drum
stealing faith,hope..& dreams..
just as you did mine
lifeless....dull....uncertain...sad ...
all that is left of a soul that once did shine...
heartbreaker.....hope taker....when you left you left me here to die....
so consider my love to be your roses...
dead...
sorry you never got to say goodbye
