we will live
we will love
we will die
in our suicide hearts
that break apart
that we both try to mend
resend to a new hope
wondering if this could be true
could this be real
happiness in light
that we try to fight
into the darkness
until hand and hand
as we stand
we will live
we will love
we will die
with our suicide hearts
as we dream the perfect dream
to sew our seems
just to have one chance
to smile
to have our hearts not bleed
to amend hope
to resend life
to believe in something else
besides death
just a breath
that has lingerd on our bloody lips
*kiss*
