(no subject)

[silversilent]

It's been hours of these blank walls
Filling my vision cause you're not here
But whose to say whose to blame
For this accedental friendship
Built from bottles and powder

Delicate, it's what you said to me
Your hands caressed my body
An angels face, the beauty and grace
Of this whole thing, it's sickening
I feel a weakness coming on

Two months from now it won't matter
States away and my heart shattered
It makes a mosaic lasting through time
Another love gone, dying flowers
The harsh reality, you'd never be mine

I feel a weakness coming on
Too dependent with hopeful eyes

I feel a weakness coming on
Once again in a mascarade disguise

I feel a weakness coming on
And you won't be here to catch the tears...

I feel.