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In an hour of weakness, you'd still believe; to try
Do this one thing for me, make up some stupid story.
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Sean, 310892ngjunkit@hotmail.com Several years and we were right, The things we did and tried, Experiencing different waves and tides, Even if it meant we’ve cried, It’s inevitable for us, To begin to rust, Breaking the thread wasn’t bad, One of us will bring the thread, One will set us back, Soon, We’ll run on the same track; Should we always miss the chance to see? Beneath the mirror lies a scene Bringing us into a whirl Is that what we deserve? We all know we each own an Otherworld — Just a guy behind the smiles Archives
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Sunday, September 19, 2010
- Pains, grief and the Sun goes down - I had chances, maybe for eternity. Chance: Everything looks better; but when the sun goes down Don't deny the pain; the pain I could see in your eyes. A glance and it seriously makes me wanna die. Chance: The moon on the rise. Your eyes. I could see grief in those eyes. I'm afraid I'll never be good enough. Chance: Know that I would lie for you, my love. Know that I'll steal for you, my love. And it's hard to say it when you can't see eye to eye. And I can't too, because I failed to look down. Please show me all the things I should have known, for I have fallen. For I am blinded by the realities of this world. I can't apologize, because it's no use. Just allow me one chance to see everything I need to know. In those eyes. |
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I'm losing patience, waiting on you to believe
Cause.. I'm just restless |
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