  A single shed tear, a drop of flesh blood, pierced heart in agonizing pain. When will things ever be the same? Can they even be? Jaded beauty, faded love, lost comfort; except from above. Destroyed dreams, desolated hope, shattered faith, non-excisting radiance. When will all sufferings dissappear? When will I be able to replace my essance into the hands of my earthly guardian? Will the burning spirit ever relinquish enough to be held again? Will the guardian ever be at peace to embrace it again? ~*~JadedBeauty~*~ 
