that once I died in my arms..
Friday, August 7th, 2009
There are times to recover
Some moments to blame
I caress the cut my wrist
To open it like eyes readying to sleep
It’s the only way, the perfect way
To be carried in your dreams
In full blown beauty
And unearthed youth
No witness could hail
That once I died in my arms..
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emo moment strikes back ito! hehehe
Posted by wanderer at August 10, 2009, 3:03 pm