10-11-2005, 05:00 PM
Soon, an unsuspecting young teen-about 15 years old-walked over and asked Nilly what was wrong.
"My dog in that alleyway won't live to tomorrow. I followed him here, but he won't follow me home."
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?