i like peanutbutter & cheesekake & heavy metal |
The shatter of the table glass.
The scream of the horn...
Nothings here in my house.
No windows , no light , no cats , no mouse. NO...
Your fantasy yet unlived
an enigma for which you dream...
I see it in his eyes,
I taste it on his tongue his lips...
Time is time
and I am I...
Dont break the pencil. Theres a point in living. |
Roses are red like the crimson tide |