Thy clotted blood thickens when lonesomeness hits!!! Thou tasteth thine own spit as it warmly grips thy breathes... One more left...
Canst thou feeleth thine palpitating heart pound when seeking thy other spirit? As she or he's in darkness just like thou? Two angels helping two fools to reach out their fingertips!!
Wherein thy ligaments are in a grip, how I could die for just one cuddle.......this heart would I smuggle to one if one excepted this wearied invitation,
Lonely accreditations
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 8:14 PM UTC
Thy clotted blood thickens when lonesomeness hits!!! Thou tasteth thine own spit as it warmly grips thy breathes... One more left...
Canst thou feeleth thine palpitating heart pound when seeking thy other spirit? As she or he's in darkness just like thou? Two angels helping two fools to reach out their fingertips!!
Wherein thy ligaments are in a grip, how I could die for just one cuddle.......this heart would I smuggle to one if one excepted this wearied invitation,
Lonely accreditations
This is an old lonely poem
