Jul 2012
Sent: Sat 6/9/2007 10:25 PM
I'm so sick of inaudible words bouncing off embittered eardrums. I tune one click at a time, but my radio is out of service, and my wavelength is
Sent: Sat 6/9/2007 10:28 PM
Only static to everyone else. A peacock's cry as he feels the tears, and the sparrows flock to caress my cheeks. They whisper away the bleating
Sat 6/9/2007 10:31 PM
Shadows. Shattered notes of lisping glass tenderly pierce my expression. I shade, I wear the mask, to bury the haunting that escapes by ugly gasp
I'm so sick of inaudible words bouncing off embittered eardrums. I tune one click at a time, but my radio is out of service, and my wavelength is
Sent: Sat 6/9/2007 10:28 PM
Only static to everyone else. A peacock's cry as he feels the tears, and the sparrows flock to caress my cheeks. They whisper away the bleating
Sat 6/9/2007 10:31 PM
Shadows. Shattered notes of lisping glass tenderly pierce my expression. I shade, I wear the mask, to bury the haunting that escapes by ugly gasp
