The truth is that sadly
I’m always prepared
When fighting the bad that you did
But pushing away
All that which could be great
Is the battle I can’t seem to win
Tag: loveless
Thief
I came across him in the dark
And like a moth to a flame
He pointed out the parts of me
That were bright and full of life
And just as I stepped close
He stole that spark he claimed to love
And used it to light the path he left on
Hollow
Her lips are stained
With red in vain
You’re tainted with a thought
You find her whole
With little soul
To give what you had sought
What's Mine Is Yours 