such a waste, my life whole life is a fake!...but im sure ive been a thorn inside of you...that's torn at te for years. but, sometimes i can taste how amaro i've become...& its più then i can bare. sometimes i pray for someone to blow me away. just make it quick, but let it burn...so i can feel the pain thats torn at me for years. i can't be held responsable, 'cause this is all so new to me. can i...leave my pain behind?
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what te DO with the gift of life, that determends who te are. the pain te feel...its normal. let it go.
te think?
yes. te need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
te can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what te DO with the gift of life, that determends who te are. the pain te feel...its normal. let it go.
te think?
yes. te need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
te can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
I do not own this. I did not write it, and I do not know the author. I just really like this and wanted to share it.
Who will te be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will te run?
Will te hide?
o will te hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and te are the apple.
So who will te be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will te cower,
o will te fight?
Is your cuore made of glass?
o a pure snow white?
Who will te be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will te run?
Will te hide?
o will te hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and te are the apple.
So who will te be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will te cower,
o will te fight?
Is your cuore made of glass?
o a pure snow white?
tell me why i miss you
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these domande on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why te wont let me mostra te that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope te read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.
Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these domande on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why te wont let me mostra te that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope te read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.
Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)