Eighteen steps I walk for you
offering prayers even in the dark
leaving those little smiles apart
I see you through my heart.
Every pain with a smile I forget,
losing you tonight makes me weak.
For things I speak hold something,
when I weep walking in dark streets.
If a pearl brings a smile on your face,
so does your love for me on mine.
Sanding outside heavens door I see,
petrified, bleeding hearts like mine.
I kill myself everyday for you,
hoping you will come someday.
Bt when I see no signs either way,
I offer flowers on my own grave.
2 comments:
too cool*violins playing beethoven's last requiem in the background*
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