Asleep.
Your making these lips sing, while pulling at my heart's strings. Why won't you wake to this melody? Your broken heartbeat is serenading me. Let me dry your tears, fight away all your fears-for everything I'll ever do-dear Juliet, I'll do for you...
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Let Me Fall Asleep...
Let me weave you this tale of tragedy-for when I have finished-your tears, there will be. -
Follow My Angel.
Chapter 2. -
Sleep, Sweet Love.
When your love is this strong, what would you risk to save it? -
The End Of A Heartbeat.
Silence is noise. Hatred is love. Black is white. We are what we are-may we never forget. -
Children.
When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall. And down will come baby, cradle and all.