Feathers fall lightly to the ground.
Your hands grasp my waist.
You breathe in my ear.
I'm breaking,
still
breaking.
Like flaking skin,
falling
like feathers.
Your hands grasp my waist.
You breathe in my ear.
I'm breaking,
still
breaking.
Like flaking skin,
falling
like feathers.
i_am_ghost:
How does the mail box look today..
i_am_ghost:
Well I think you should be on MSN filling me in.