Apr 2013
Colossal mistakes on a bed of regret
leave a bitter taste
speared by a forked tongue.
Wash down the fact
you're bound to run out of breath
when your fantasy fades
into deep nothingness.
leave a bitter taste
speared by a forked tongue.
Wash down the fact
you're bound to run out of breath
when your fantasy fades
into deep nothingness.
Day 4 of NaPoWriMo
