Here am I, whole at last with a golden view. Looking for hope, and I hope it's you. Splitting my heart, cracked right in two. The pleasure of pain endured to purify our misfit ways and magnify our crystal days.
Where are you? In shadows, only, I can see. Looking for hope and you hope it's me. Tattered and torn and born to be building a world where can purify our misfit ways and magnify our crystal days.
Where are you? In shadows, only, I can see. Looking for hope and you hope it's me. Tattered and torn and born to be building a world where can purify our misfit ways and magnify our crystal days.
btw, the reason i'm posting, nice journal sweets