03-04-2011, 07:29 PM
I dressed myself
In a shroud of loneliness.
It's weaved from the threads
Of my obscured recollections.
Cool?
Yes!
It's short.
That's why my ass
Is always cold.
In a shroud of loneliness.
It's weaved from the threads
Of my obscured recollections.
Cool?
Yes!
It's short.
That's why my ass
Is always cold.
