08-17-2005, 01:49 PM
Nilly walked down a street, her dark brown hair pulled up into a low ponytail. Some wisps of hair fell in her face. I swear on my parents' graves I will find their murderers before I die myself! she thought, dark gray-gold eyes sharp.
High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain;
It was worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends.
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again,
'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?