Amen Omen


What started as a whisper
Slowly turned into a scream
Searching for an answer
Where the question is unseen
I don’t know where you came from
And i don’t know where you’ve gone
Old friends become old strangers
Between the darkness and the dawn

Amen Omen
Will i see your face again…


"you’re pretty for a dark skin girl…"

bitch, I’m pretty for every girl.


(via letyourimaginationspeakforitself)