The blind also cry.
Quote by Charles de LEUSSE
"The writer dreams awake. The killer nightmares awake. (Lâ€™Ã©crivain rÃªve Ã©veillÃ©. - Le tueur cauchemarde...
When owl sings, the night is silent.
Death is the word that kills all the words.
"Heaven without love : what a hell. - [Charles de LEUSSE, French writer]"
The wolf rolls out red carpet, Remnants of Red Riding Hood.
I've lost so much along the way.
This is who I am when, when I don't know myself anymore.
You call my name I come to you in pieces.
I tried so hard...Thought I could do this on my own.
This is how I break apart when I finally hit the ground.
Breathe your life into me.
This is how it looks when I am standing on the edge.
I know it's already over now.
This is how it hurts when I pretend I don't feel any pain.
Nothing left to lose.
This is where I lose myself when I keep running away from you.
I can't resist, take all you want from me. Breaking slowly...
I'm falling, falling faster. Breathe your life into me.
I'd give it all to you.
Under my skin I cannot run away. Fading slowly.