by the love of another fills my soul Jun 6, 2006
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
Teens are breathing in the purple petals juice, while smelling the smoke from the summer fires, after all of the blood has been spilt and all of the heart ache has begun. |
by Demian
Hhhmmmmm, i dont know what to make of that babe. sorry im stupid lol |