December 2008
2 posts
Things
You are, My muse. You are, The Used. We are, Not the best of Matches. But We Are, the best of catches.
I gave you nothing, yes you gave me something. And i gave you nothing, at all.
You gave me something, so dear and loving. yes you gave me something to fall.
And now i use you all, to get up and down these walls, so i can see my faults,that we clearly know i have.
And now its time to change,...