You were a child who was made of glass, you carried a black heart passed down from your dad. If somebody loved you, they'd tell you by now. We all turn away when you're down.
You want to go back to where you felt safe, to hear your brother's laugh, see your mother's face. Your childhood home is just powder-white bones, and you'll never find your way back.
And when you're gone, will they say you're name? And when you're gone, will they love you the same?
-That's ok by The Hush Sound
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Comments
21 May, 2014, 1:48 am
nice ^^
21 May, 2014, 2:46 am
*Hugs*
21 May, 2014, 3:37 am
...
*Tackle hugs*
Because normal hugs are over-rated. (Not really, I'm joking. xD)
21 May, 2014, 12:07 pm
*hugs tightly*
21 May, 2014, 3:59 pm
*hugs* I hope you'll feel better soon....
21 May, 2014, 4:10 pm
Yes, you will always be remembered and loved.
21 May, 2014, 5:15 pm
*Hugs*
21 May, 2014, 7:13 pm
Very meaningful painting, Dream... *hugs*
21 May, 2014, 9:42 pm
This is quite beautiful. : )
22 May, 2014, 1:23 am
*quietly walks in and lies beside you*