Woorden: Dream Torn Apart. Demo. Jeal.

Flame. Burns. Memories.
The flame still burns throughout these years. Your memories still strong...and your eyes won't fade
I can see the green seeping through the indents of my heart. Wrapped in coats of confusion I have caught an angel in my arms. She had fallen from the sky. And I thank the sky for you.
And remember that these rough waters only stand to take away our feelings and push us in the ways of the wake. I Refuse. Remember these rough pasts pave way for smooth futures. I'm praying for a life that will never come. Fade Away. Although you fade your eyes remain...A reminder of things I'll never have. Glance again, please