Thursday, 4 October 2012

My Sweetest Downfall

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me, destroying my hope and shattering my desires. I want you to love me first, but I can't help but damage my own salvation and morals. You make me feel dead when I'm talking to you. Please make that spark reappear, like a little firework sizzling away under the pale moonlight. This time, I won't be hurt.

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