• I saw you walk by
    as I hold my breath
    I dont want to speak
    leave my to break
    nothings never lost...you did
    I did..

    Ill feel everything you do, I do.
    Darkness and twilight dance with a song of bitter soft death
    Decembers Tears.
    All this time gone, flown away, on its heels only sadness, nothing I could ever want,
    Decembers Tears...crimson tide overflowed but so quickly to fade and plague again.
    Crimson lined in silver, leaves behind the scent of death.
    If I could have only dreamed this away, but now I beg for nothing at all.
    I can hear the laughing of December and realized that nothing nothings lost, just never there.

    As you walked by...
    I shall die.