Feb 22, 2004 19:12
I can't let it die even though theres nothing left.this war ended a long time ago but you and I never stopped falling for the violence.and you weren't the only one who replaced blood for love.it was all we had,all I had.sadly you grew up and lost your lust for pain.now its just me and the razors*
its time for me to grow up and get over the fact that these bloodstains won't wash away.that they are stuck here in this town forever.and I am too.but I've started to fall in love with the idea of dying here.I've started to dream about dying with you*
the words on this piece of paper hold more meaning than any love song ever could.I scribbled them down and placed them under your pillow when you were asleep, in hopes you'd feel the same*