Sunday, October 19, 2008
Typeing contemplating then deleting anything with the thought of you
like a mind surgery
I want to erase these thoughts of you
I want to fly to the moon and catch all the stars in my pockets on the way up and use them for magical powers to fix the mess everyones made.
I can't shed tears or cry
tonight's the night tonight's the night
I want to try but I'm to weak to fragile to make a movement or speak