I Would Die, Just To Feel Alive.
I WOULD DIE JUST TO FEEL ALIVE.
I want to jump of a roof with you holding my hand.
Holding my hand
Who are you?
Who is holding my hand?
Toes curled over the roof tops edge.
Cold breeze blows, as a nudge for us.
I’m frozen cold, cold with a satisfying warmth.
Wind nudges harder, pushing me closer.
Closer to the end.
Closer to my end.
Closer to our end.
XXXX Vickee
I want to jump of a roof with you holding my hand.
Holding my hand
Who are you?
Who is holding my hand?
Toes curled over the roof tops edge.
Cold breeze blows, as a nudge for us.
I’m frozen cold, cold with a satisfying warmth.
Wind nudges harder, pushing me closer.
Closer to the end.
Closer to my end.
Closer to our end.
XXXX Vickee