Sep 2013
From a needle,
As from a fountain pen,
Pours ink
Into my skin
A promise of
Eternity sealed
And very few
Will ever know
(I wonder why
Those I love
Are those to whom
I only lie)
As from a fountain pen,
Pours ink
Into my skin
A promise of
Eternity sealed
And very few
Will ever know
(I wonder why
Those I love
Are those to whom
I only lie)
