TO WRITE LOVE ON HER ARMS -the story that started it all |
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TO WRITE LOVE ON HER ARMS.by jamie tworkowskiPedro the Lion is loud in the speakers, and the city waits just outside our open windows. She sits and sings, legs crossed in the pas...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 08:36:00 GMT |
colourless sky |
Colourless Sky A face that lives above usA lie that hides between them,Can't anybody trust us?Our colours begin to fadeI just wish I could have stayedAs I left your sideA risk we're all takingAnot...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 09:03:00 GMT |
