Promises Are Lies Wrapped In Pretty Ribbons

Tragedy Had Sent Me Headlong Into Reality. All The Things I Had Seen Before Now Looked Different, Even Nature.

Promises Are Lies Wrapped In Pretty Ribbons -cinnamon

Maybe Thats Because We Take Criticism Best From Those We Love And Those Who Love Us-ethan

And Somewhere In That Crimson-colored Never-never Land Where I Pirouetted Madly, In A Wild And Crazy Effort To Exhaust Myself Into Insensibility, I Saw That Man, Shadowy And Distant, Half-hidden Behind Towering White Columns That Rose Clear Up To A Purple Sky. In A Passionate Pas De Deux He Danced With Me, Forever Apart, No Matter How Hard I Sought To Draw Nearer And Leap Into His Arms, Where I Could Feel Them Protective About Me, Supporting Me ... And With Him I'd Find, At Last, A Safe Place To Live And Love.

At The End Of The Rainbow Waited The Pot Of Gold. But Rainbows Were Made Of Faint And Fragile Gossamer-and Gold Weighed A Ton-and Since The World Began, Gold Was The Reason To Do Most Anything.