Our time.
Picking up the peices, and putting them back together.
You can use some glue and even some duct tape.
But the problem with hearts is that they can only heal after beaing broken, when what broke them starts over.
If I was given a second chance to be with you, I’ll take it with no second thought.
Even though my heart has shattered once, a moment with you is worth all the pain in the world.
Or maybe there is more to us than just pain.
Maybe when you get back, this time there will be no parting ways.
Perhaps for this once, our story is a fairy tale.
Perhaps our time has finally come, and fate will match with our own desir
What is the meaning of being you
when all that’s left is someone, something
Other than what you know as you
Really
What is the meaning in a life
when all had passed or fallen apart
When the night never shift to morning
And the pale stars never shriek before the sun
Oh lord,
What is the meaning in the death of the innocent
and the survival of the vulturs
when the lambs had fled to disguise
their flesh under the color of a hardened sun
and a liquified fire.
Meaning, you ask
and meaning I seek as well
Feelings and thoughts
and do not leave out the expressions and words,
they all lost meaning to this infernal war
When dea
Our time.
Picking up the peices, and putting them back together.
You can use some glue and even some duct tape.
But the problem with hearts is that they can only heal after beaing broken, when what broke them starts over.
If I was given a second chance to be with you, I’ll take it with no second thought.
Even though my heart has shattered once, a moment with you is worth all the pain in the world.
Or maybe there is more to us than just pain.
Maybe when you get back, this time there will be no parting ways.
Perhaps for this once, our story is a fairy tale.
Perhaps our time has finally come, and fate will match with our own desir
What is the meaning of being you
when all that’s left is someone, something
Other than what you know as you
Really
What is the meaning in a life
when all had passed or fallen apart
When the night never shift to morning
And the pale stars never shriek before the sun
Oh lord,
What is the meaning in the death of the innocent
and the survival of the vulturs
when the lambs had fled to disguise
their flesh under the color of a hardened sun
and a liquified fire.
Meaning, you ask
and meaning I seek as well
Feelings and thoughts
and do not leave out the expressions and words,
they all lost meaning to this infernal war
When dea
My life is easy and pretty
I have a family that wants to murder me.
A lover that never looks at me and a bunch of friends that are never there for me
My life is a little perfect fairy tale
my prince charming has a gun and an abusive quirk
My caastle is a smalltown cabin and my tiara is a bandage gift of my father's hate,
My life is no more dark or in pain
For my life is a happy pretty and worth a trash bin