A million space-ages ago
the sacred fire glowed
ruffled the dry autumn leaves
ancient memories stored
Delicate structures come and go
infinitines seem too slow
maybe the day has come my love
when the daffodils grow
And while the ocean sighs and breathes
and summerbirds sing in tow
I just think of happier days
the blade in hand I throw
3 comments:
blood on a blanket
blood on a wall.
cocaine jesus--it's sharp,isn't it?
throw away the blade Ashes
its a beautiful world when u r in love
ask me i no
i am in love with a blonde in california
we are geting married
she is a year older than me
i love mature women
no more teenagers for me
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