by Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ » Thu Jan 13, 2011 1:52 pm
Synyster searched up and down every alley he could, until he picked up her scent again. He tensed slightly, looking around for a moment, before he began silently down the alleyway, hoping to find her alive.


So what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to