Woot I am on the right... yeah the only itty bitty pic i had... LAME |
Echoes fill the air
Nothing but whispers in the wind...
My silent tears could shatter the deaf
My subtle quivers, earthquakes...
My wounds bleed as you pour the salt in
Begging and pleading for you to cease this verbal...
Your eyes are endless full of rage
The rage that hides a beautiful page...
My wounds bleed as you pour the salt in
Begging and pleading for you to cease this verbal...
My silent tears could shatter the deaf
My subtle quivers, earthquakes...
Echoes fill the air
Nothing but whispers in the wind...
My eyes are my life they are my own private camera. I extend all the experience from my private life into my work because living is my library. -Ralph Lauren |