A world of new, and nothing to do. Truly, I think you should fall for me, the way I wish to fall for you. A glass of grape juice soon to be imbibed and cigarette smoke lingers on my hands. My right hand lies at my left and I'v got scarlett letter on the brain. I'm really just a lonely little girl in the grip of something evil. Mother was so very upset with me when I told her "I despise you", I walked out and hank followed, spoke some sense into me by the waters, I walked back and hank followed. I apologized to her in french and gave her a single yellow flower, for I knew it was her favorite color. But undoing a deep wrong is much harder than one ever expects. Play your piccolo as I lay on the ground, meditate, carry me caravan take me away. I have to see him again and again.
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