I went and kissed her cheeks.
They taste of tears and my own lies.
I talk, wager, promise, preach.
And ramble; While she dies.
Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 6:58 PM UTC
I went and kissed her cheeks.
They taste of tears and my own lies.
I talk, wager, promise, preach.
And ramble; While she dies.