Inoperative
It was a cold December night with a petty breeze coming through the windows. I´m sitting here and all i´m thinking about is Lenore she is always on my mind and she will never go away. If i run she will catch me, if i hide she will find me, and if i try to forget her she will always summon up. Everyday I am in agony from her loss i can not escape her. I tend to believe that anything is possible, but avoiding the emotions that Lenore gives me is contrary to reason. I shouldn't have any reason to be sad I mean it is death we all have to die sometime, but this was different it was like a part of myself died with her.
Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap i hear at the window ¨I am not expecting anyone tonight,¨ I think to myself as I am walking to the
It was a cold December night with a petty breeze coming through the windows. I´m sitting here and all i´m thinking about is Lenore she is always on my mind and she will never go away. If i run she will catch me, if i hide she will find me, and if i try to forget her she will always summon up. Everyday I am in agony from her loss i can not escape her. I tend to believe that anything is possible, but avoiding the emotions that Lenore gives me is contrary to reason. I shouldn't have any reason to be sad I mean it is death we all have to die sometime, but this was different it was like a part of myself died with her.
Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap i hear at the window ¨I am not expecting anyone tonight,¨ I think to myself as I am walking to the