Mood: crushed.
Music: silence - the beautiful mistake.
he lay sleeping and i wrapped in his arms. complete and utter bliss to feel the warmth of his breath against my breast and i lay there staring as he dreamt of a better day. beautiful skin and tattoos that covered up the bruises that lie beneath his chest. I could get lost in your mess on any occasion wearing red velvet stilettos tip toeing to your nest. He lay there clueless as my heart sat in his hand. Bloody tragedy. crushed.
Music: silence - the beautiful mistake.
he lay sleeping and i wrapped in his arms. complete and utter bliss to feel the warmth of his breath against my breast and i lay there staring as he dreamt of a better day. beautiful skin and tattoos that covered up the bruises that lie beneath his chest. I could get lost in your mess on any occasion wearing red velvet stilettos tip toeing to your nest. He lay there clueless as my heart sat in his hand. Bloody tragedy. crushed.
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I do that sometimes, but not nearly enough. I loved getting all wrapped up in my own music world.
P.S. You're gorgeous.