TOO LATE

TOO LATE

finally, he spoke words of love What she craved to hear all this time His tears were unspoken words. That was falling freely tonight. But she remains silent, her hand frozen Never raised to dry...

The Good Girl

Never raise your voice, be the good girl Take the blame, even if it's not your fault she mugged up with her heart since she was a child But she was unaware what would that mean Now every day she die little i...