E.A Rumfield
10-16-2012, 03:13 PM
Life is so sad sometimes
like living in the cold vacuum of space
where love is like gravity
its existence is evident in its absence
and you just aimlessly wander through
the infinite black, and you know
that nothing is what you will continue to find
the empty vessel of a girl with the brightest green eyes
tortures your hope and what remains of your soul
like a mirage of lake in the desert
like living in the cold vacuum of space
where love is like gravity
its existence is evident in its absence
and you just aimlessly wander through
the infinite black, and you know
that nothing is what you will continue to find
the empty vessel of a girl with the brightest green eyes
tortures your hope and what remains of your soul
like a mirage of lake in the desert