Fragments
Born out of sin, a fragmented love. I can't help but notice I go back to pick up, The pieces of your memory, the ones that haunt you I can't think of you, the way I thought then... I was born evil, Never was I meant to be a part of them Unlike me they are beautiful, worthy of Time. time has done to me. A grave lovely sin, to be dead to you I have become invisible, or was I only visible During a brief second, Time stood for me Death had no reason to, mourn the already dead...