Bored
 


in the morning
i can't do this
blood forsaken thing
i don't know why
you don't need me
i've got to be free
i'll just sit here
counting the years
through tempest tears
fightning my fears
everything's clear


Saturday, February 9, 2008








*Rick & MoNi in jest*


By Caprichos

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