Postby Zarn Ishtare » Wed Aug 16, 2006 7:37 pm
Images dwell inside of us long after their cause is gone.
Again, the memories of people often haunt us, even though that person still lives.
It haunts is a crying out of those who still haunt my mind.....family, friends, special people...
With your doubt, all is comfort
We are all as we appear
No more questions left unanswered
No more wonder, no more fear
Nothing is beauty, nothing's feeling
Blood where there once was a soul
So I ask you, prove yourself
Make me believe that you are whole