People once believed, that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens, that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes the crow could bring that soul back to put the wrong things right
A building get torched. All that is left is ashes. I used to think that it is true about everything - family, friends, feelings - but now I know that sometimes if love proves real, and two people are meant to be together, nothing can keep them apar
All the power in the world resides in the eyes
He was already dead......he died a year ago, the moment he touched her. They're all dead.....they just don't know it yet
Nothing is trivial!
And I say I'm dead, and I move
If the people we love are taken from us, the way they live on is to never stop loving them.Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever
In memory of Brandon Lee
Forever in our hearts
Rest In Peace
Post je objavljen 28.10.2006. u 14:04 sati.