Jan 2015
Alongside your silhouette,
My heart treads carefully,
Avoiding the land mines,
Pulled pin hand grenades,
And sharpshooters.
Bullets casted in the memories,
Ready to set my bones ablaze
My heart treads carefully,
Avoiding the land mines,
Pulled pin hand grenades,
And sharpshooters.
Bullets casted in the memories,
Ready to set my bones ablaze
