Sunday, March 29, 2009
Whats The Best Weight For4foot Nine
Doubts are raised at any time without your hand incoherent amazed when you turn away and the rope tightens and you rush back into my hands unhappy and confused by empty words full of reflections and partners. When I crush it in the prevailing impose austerity that know me as obsessive and braids in the path of silence and the desire immeasurable. When you leave my memories insult determination to terms with your flight, and the completion of your exile aphrodisiac, trigger intense hatred that I bent essentially guts anguished movements necessary. When my first fury placate my second fury ghost kisses hallucinogens, dying breaths given away in the limbo of the bodies, burning flesh on the pyre of sacrifice and forgiveness, predicting difficult times where born during difficult times. When not find what you did not want me in touch frustrated and inconvenient questioning where the skin does not contain more answers than the voice muted by the watchful eyes will not find the answers hidden in the fleeting flicker off and hostile guided by the sense of thirst instinct without love, doubt I will levitate above reason, raised at all times inconsistent stunned by your side.
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