When Its Gone
By VampireGirl
When the music stops from playing and all gods creations is crying, like angels with out their wings, and children with out their swings. Everything is banished in to the sun, Blazed in to the fires of hell. My wrists cut, and my chest swells. Who am I to blame? What is his name? The one I loved The one I needed the one that had mistaken me, and cheated. Everything so far fledged while I'm holding my arms open from the ledge. I gather my thoughts clearly My heart is empty. Everyone gone no more happy songs. Written January 22nd, 2002 © on Jan 21 2002 06:35 PM PST, Shelly 0 • 10
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"When the music stops from playing..."