The List.
The Lulls.
Screaming his name in a whisper.
The Lies.
Bleeding with truth in remembrance.
The Lust.
Weakened by beauty, wrapped a soul to possess.
The Life.
A smile worn dull, heart breaking in beat.
The Lost.
Tears rolling slow, because sick is the sentence.
The Lesson.
Tuning lit eyes through vague pain.
The Lurks.
Pasts swollen secrets a puppets display.
The Last.
Glimpse of an angel, lying limp on the floor.
The Lunacy.
Ripping your morals, seeing stars through no night.
The Letter.
Scratched by the remains of a final regret.
The Light.
In this such despair, we draw one simple breath.
The Ledge.
Take a leap, for the allusion of forgiving.
The Love.
To the grave, to get back what you never claimed yours.
Screaming his name in a whisper.
The Lies.
Bleeding with truth in remembrance.
The Lust.
Weakened by beauty, wrapped a soul to possess.
The Life.
A smile worn dull, heart breaking in beat.
The Lost.
Tears rolling slow, because sick is the sentence.
The Lesson.
Tuning lit eyes through vague pain.
The Lurks.
Pasts swollen secrets a puppets display.
The Last.
Glimpse of an angel, lying limp on the floor.
The Lunacy.
Ripping your morals, seeing stars through no night.
The Letter.
Scratched by the remains of a final regret.
The Light.
In this such despair, we draw one simple breath.
The Ledge.
Take a leap, for the allusion of forgiving.
The Love.
To the grave, to get back what you never claimed yours.