Monday, September 11, 2006
>:(
water collects on my eyelashes,and i am screaming my fears to the charcoal grey above
and i'll take all the sand dollars and seashells for myself
your hands will never, ever touch them
the winds hits the rocks,
the soundtrack to my thoughts
just walk away don't even think about it
you wouldn't understand if you tried
and all these things belong to me
the showing of this beauty
and as the waves crash over me,
my body get stumbled into the bottom of the sea
i wanna sink enternally..
Blogged @ 1:56 a.m.
