Monday 9 November 2009 photo 1/1
|
Narrow corridors, Cold hearts
Empty words, the staged images of happiness
Empty words, empty feelings
A Shallow grave.
I can taste the poison.
A wicked and bitter taste.
Was it worth it?
The thought ecoes and fades slowly til it dies out
There is total silence
The body goes numb...
...Did it even matter?
Empty words, the staged images of happiness
Empty words, empty feelings
A Shallow grave.
I can taste the poison.
A wicked and bitter taste.
Was it worth it?
The thought ecoes and fades slowly til it dies out
There is total silence
The body goes numb...
...Did it even matter?
Annons
Comment the photo
Anonymous
Tue 10 Nov 2009 11:41
fett snygg?:D
4 comments on this photo
Directlink:
http://dayviews.com/lurilandri/423007055/