| only desire so speaken out the moments there real feeling no more so I will smoking in me a lot of eye shining breathing is a beast of memory the way to feel of tightly darkness writting some poems down not enough for my little world these lonesome tears, make me washing away my face wind is wasting my time i'm a looser of myself thougth about the love and so she is gone away from me makes me crazy enough and senseless so what i want and what i feel are no longer important there so a fucking desire watching me out of my soul straigth ahead and to the wall of memorys nothing can stop it my heart is beating for you no longer but i can stop it my feelings what should I do what should I do for me to make it better |
geschrieben am 21.11.2008