Drunken magnetic poetry
May. 5th, 2002 11:21 amJumpled up last night by myself in a drunken haze
Live in the never
Cry as the time is still
Love as sky is mist blue
Scream in a whisper
Be true
well, it looked good at the time
Live in the never
Cry as the time is still
Love as sky is mist blue
Scream in a whisper
Be true
well, it looked good at the time