She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

some kinda friend you are.
i thought i knew you
i thought i could trust u
yet u were the very one
who brought me down.
thanks a lot man. back to top?