Walked away, heard them say "Poison hearts will never change, walk away again" Turned away in disgrace Felt the chill upon my face cooling from within It's hard to notice gleaming from the sky When you're staring at the cracks It's hard to notice what is passing by with eyes lowered You... walked away, heard them say "Poisoned hearts will never change, walk away again" All the cracks, they lead right to me And all the cracks will crawl right through me All the cracks, they lead right to me And all the cracks will crawl right through me, and I fell apart As I... walked away, heard them say "Poisoned hearts will never change" Walked away again Turned away in disgrace Felt the chill upon my face cooling from within ____AFI____

my heart belongs to you so save me

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do you love her or is it him that you love <

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my one dream is to wake up next to you

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THINGS I LIKE davey havok and jade! AFI my friends my dog bear volleyball when its not murder movies music sleeping mexican food the guitar when other people play it haha skateboards talking laughing swimming dancing haha people who tell it how it is black and hot pink pok-a-dots a fire inside GOD!!! writing reading matthews songs and you guys!

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THINGS I DONT LIKE SIMPLE PLAN people who pretend to be something that are not whores ha rude school sometimes fighting postal service

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fear of a lovers touch i flee in despair

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once again you'd think i would give up but it happens all over again

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We held hands on the last night on earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner." The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two. I rode alone. You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun was stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message.