Wednesday 7 November 2007 photo 3/4
![]() ![]() ![]() |
With blood shot eyes, I watch you sleeping The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading Would she hear me, if I called her name? Would she hold me, if she knew my shame? There's always something different going on The path I walk is in the wrong direction There's always someone fucking hanging on Can anybody help me make it better? Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home OOskööna riktiigt ?
Annons
2 comments on this photo
Directlink:
http://dayviews.com/sofiajohanssons/118026801/