Wednesday, August 29, 2007

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istic of me, I would. All to bring me out this feeling.

From dirty lie, ideal, clumsy.

love.

How I hate the infamous moment I saw thee, I hate to stop trying to achieve.

C

And this woman, she continues to release curses against him. Then again been caught in lies, all to conceal ghosts that haunt your heart, ghosts who have no history because he never wanted it gave them a ghost, bodiless and without reason. The ghost of what it was, one that keeps attacking me, which is covered under the veil of infamy and lies that they tell me every night, saying he no longer feel anything for you, while inside I cry, knowing that denies most sentences remain just that-my lies to myself, to sleep without seeing a hurting Tit.-professed ignorance with me.

I am nothing.

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