March
April 2008
I am Alone in this bed, house, and head And she never fixes this
Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine, Make us it, make us hip, make us sceneOr shrug us off your shouldersDon't approve a single word that we wroteI'm burning and I'm blacking my lungs Boy you
And if you ever noticedI was screamingI was talking to you
You knew I had to love you
And I picked on the whims of a thousand moreStill pursuing the path that's been buriedFor years of dead woods and jungles andcities on fire, can't replace or relate,can't release or repair -take my ha
hm. mekey. längesedan jag skrev något.Ehm. jag är tråkig, men jag skall bättra mig, promise! :* har varit litet kaos senaste, hoppade huvudstupa in i ett krig. Krigar f
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