My fingers wrapped around her thorns, I bleed, but she is dying in my grasp.
Have you ever been into a new relationship but haven't moved on with the previous one?
I count the lines on your palm, and I found nothing but me holding you.
I thought that I was off for the greater things of life, but with you, I became part of this world.
Let go of the thorns of my love, for I only love in captivity.
Watching it thrive on dry earth, but not putting on watered vases.
He laid in infinite darkness, imprisoned in the depth of an abyss.