PSyChoPaTh emo.91 Biography

Burn your soul,
feeling the heat;
of passion.
Feel it lick on your skin,
...

Down pours the rain,
In harmony with its drops,
Down pours the rain,
With all its might and glory.
...

I sit
in this hollow pit,
Their eyes I would not meet.
They'd ask me,
...

I've held back years of painful tears;
Tears that must be wept.
lest they seap like poison into my heart,
lest they leak out of me like blood.
...

If love can be measured by the hours of a day;
Mine for you,
would span this lifetime and the next.
Mine for you,
...