Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Her

And the stars shining on the darkest heart.
When she feels life is unfair.
Burns a broken soul, I know what it feels.
To be lost, and forsaken.
Her life full with lies, the untruth.
Whenever she walks, lies bloom in her beautiful sorrow.
And when she screaming, no one hear.
She just stands there and never will to runs from this tears.
This life ruins her mind, tear her soul.

And the stars keep shining on the darkest heart.
Though they know she can't live anymore.
And the pain remains in their eyes.
With no sounds my darling, I know how regret their heart.