Illuminating light
from a booklight in my bed
I do not read; I write
of the feelings from my chest
I’m flying like a kite
and you’re ******* with my head
We always say goodnight
when we lay ourselves to rest
Oct 30, 2010
Oct 30, 2010 at 6:07 PM UTC
Illuminating light
from a booklight in my bed
I do not read; I write
of the feelings from my chest
I’m flying like a kite
and you’re ******* with my head
We always say goodnight
when we lay ourselves to rest
I wrote this on MDMA..............