Sunday, May 17, 2009
Love
A team, a group; brought together by God. Still, we are merely individuals. We go our on separate ways in the end.But love is blind, and lovers cannot see, the pretty follies that themselves commit. Im sorry mate. Time would lessen the pain, but the pain is never gone.
Im in the mood to be right. Tell me.
One word turns into a
Why is it the smallest things that tear us down
My world's nothing when you're gone
I'm out here without a shield - can't go back, now
Both hands tied behind my back for nothing, oh, no
These times when we climb so fast to fall, again
Why we gotta fall for it, now
On 11:59 PM, Elizabeth Zee Sparks let go.
