Love is a loose noose.
I chose to step up on that stool.
In a dark room
The whispers of cold sweats guide me.
As I stick my neck into the hole
I think but one thought
I hope my love is strong enough to withstand two
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 2:55 AM UTC
Love is a loose noose.
I chose to step up on that stool.
In a dark room
The whispers of cold sweats guide me.
As I stick my neck into the hole
I think but one thought
I hope my love is strong enough to withstand two
