Tunnleram
06-06-2001, 22:45
Lisa, Me
Twisted red and fainting.
Suitcases packed for places in my heart I didn't know existed.
Pressing faces and spirits.
Smiling for real, lifting each other, float like feathers to drive
on music and feelings that neither can fully understand or hold.
Twisted red and fainting.
Suitcases packed for places in my heart I didn't know existed.
Pressing faces and spirits.
Smiling for real, lifting each other, float like feathers to drive
on music and feelings that neither can fully understand or hold.