Unable to process,
Life without soul.
But here I am.
Shattered remains,
Ashes of the heart.
Good-Byes,
Seem like eternity.
The bells ring,
at the gate of hell.
Alone.
Not forgiven.
Nothing without you.
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Without You
Unable to process,
Life without soul.
But here I am.
Shattered remains,
Ashes of the heart.
Good-Byes,
Seem like eternity.
The bells ring,
at the gate of hell.
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