Thursday 4 December 2008 photo 1/2
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Slip and stumble at my first offences
It's not treason, it's no lie
You talk in paragraphs
I write my sentence
It's not treason, it's no lie
It seemed a place for us to dream
Crush and crumble under your defenses
It's not treason, it's no lie
You frame the photograph
I sit on fences
Change of season, love can die
[Spring, Tamara de Lempicka]
It's not treason, it's no lie
You talk in paragraphs
I write my sentence
It's not treason, it's no lie
It seemed a place for us to dream
Crush and crumble under your defenses
It's not treason, it's no lie
You frame the photograph
I sit on fences
Change of season, love can die
[Spring, Tamara de Lempicka]
Annons