Sometimes life seems to quiet. Into paralyzing silence. Like the moonless dark. Meant to make me strong. . Familiar breath of my old lies. Changed the color in my eyes.
The question asked in order. To save her life or take it. The answer no to avoid death. The answer yes would make it, make it. . Do you believe in God.
The question asked in order. To save her life or take it. The answer no to avoid death. The answer yes would make it, make it. . Do you believe in God.
My hands are searching for you. My arms are outstretched towards you. I feel you on my fingertips. My tongue dances behind my lips for you. . This fire rising through my being.
My hands are searching for you. My arms are outstretched towards you. I feel you on my fingertips. My tongue dances behind my lips for you. . This fire rising through my being.