Jan 2014
its not even three am
in the morning
but there are chains
wrapping
my heart like silk
and with
each thought of you
it tightens until I
forget how to
b r e a t h e
in the morning
but there are chains
wrapping
my heart like silk
and with
each thought of you
it tightens until I
forget how to
b r e a t h e
