Tell me stories of home Then turn my head to the wall Let me whisper a song Then help me finish this poem And when mothers cry When their babies are
There you are! You were hiding in me! You are, My Diamond Flower...
Do you remember the sun, remember the sun, that we knew, falling down? I CAN!
Am I the rain in your eyes...?
She?s alone in this world and she?s waiting for it all to end and when she sees them walk by with their Wings and with their Smiles i t reminds her
When the water comes around us, let?s poison ourselves! put this starfish in your hands and close your eyes again.. GUIDE MY HAND! KEEP IT BY YOUR
Leaving, too much blood and not enough stains, shame that only you can see eyes, reflecting pools of fools in there cry, this is just the place where
