My feet keep on going but my cuore tells me to stop. All I want to do is run. Run away from this mess I got my self into. It all happened so fast the anger the tears the blood. Then all I heard was the bullet fly through the air and hit skin then sposta slowly into the flesh and then the final bang it hit the heart. The one thing that keeps te alive. All never forget his face when I killed him. All I saw was shock and fear and one big domanda hanged over his head. Why?
I just wanted to keep running afraid I could hurt più people in this mess. Ones I loved and cared about, like how I killed him. The rain started to pour down her face she liked it because it hid the tears that were now streaming down her face. All she could down was run. She keep running and running until her bare feet tripped over the other foot. She fell straight on her face. Hard. The blood started to flow out of her nose making the water on the ground around her seem to be like mirtillo rosso juice. She just turned over on her back and let the blood slip down her thought. Hoping that she choke right there and just die. All she wanted was to be died. There was no point of living any più she new in the end she wound lose everything because of her. And she didn’t want one else to have her heart. So promised to her self. She sat there crying and some how was able to make out these words...
“I promise I’ll never let anyone have my cuore every again. I don’t deserve to be loved o even to Amore someone else-” She detto in between choke's and tears of blood. “I promise I swear.” She stayed there crying after that giorno there would be one più broken soul in the world. After that there would always be a crack in her erba sea green eyes. She would never be the same again, like she detto she would never Amore again...
I just wanted to keep running afraid I could hurt più people in this mess. Ones I loved and cared about, like how I killed him. The rain started to pour down her face she liked it because it hid the tears that were now streaming down her face. All she could down was run. She keep running and running until her bare feet tripped over the other foot. She fell straight on her face. Hard. The blood started to flow out of her nose making the water on the ground around her seem to be like mirtillo rosso juice. She just turned over on her back and let the blood slip down her thought. Hoping that she choke right there and just die. All she wanted was to be died. There was no point of living any più she new in the end she wound lose everything because of her. And she didn’t want one else to have her heart. So promised to her self. She sat there crying and some how was able to make out these words...
“I promise I’ll never let anyone have my cuore every again. I don’t deserve to be loved o even to Amore someone else-” She detto in between choke's and tears of blood. “I promise I swear.” She stayed there crying after that giorno there would be one più broken soul in the world. After that there would always be a crack in her erba sea green eyes. She would never be the same again, like she detto she would never Amore again...
My memory is pitch black
Like the color of the devils heart
My soul begins to rot
Like a meal that's been left out
My tears start to dry
Like a river in the desert
My dreams begin to float
Like a long Lost feather
My hopes begin to fall
Like rain from a cloud
My hunger ceased to exist
Like a mime that makes sound
My skin wants to break
Like a falling piece of glass
My fear begins to grow
Like a meadow burdened with grass
My anger builds up
Like a grattacielo with no ending
My sorrow fades out
Like a distant memory
My blood freezes up
Like water in the anartic
My Bones become brittle
Like a cigarette without an addict
My plan unfolds itself
Like a fiore beginning to bloom
My mind grows anxious
Like a bomb waiting for the boom
My conscious lies dormant
Like a vulcano in the sea
My life awaits death
Like the power in a battery
As my light slowly goes out...
So does the rest of the world..
And life..
Like the color of the devils heart
My soul begins to rot
Like a meal that's been left out
My tears start to dry
Like a river in the desert
My dreams begin to float
Like a long Lost feather
My hopes begin to fall
Like rain from a cloud
My hunger ceased to exist
Like a mime that makes sound
My skin wants to break
Like a falling piece of glass
My fear begins to grow
Like a meadow burdened with grass
My anger builds up
Like a grattacielo with no ending
My sorrow fades out
Like a distant memory
My blood freezes up
Like water in the anartic
My Bones become brittle
Like a cigarette without an addict
My plan unfolds itself
Like a fiore beginning to bloom
My mind grows anxious
Like a bomb waiting for the boom
My conscious lies dormant
Like a vulcano in the sea
My life awaits death
Like the power in a battery
As my light slowly goes out...
So does the rest of the world..
And life..
