And i saw her eyes
Blue and stiring
As vincent's night
Shrouded by the tangle
Of luminant dark strands
I spoke in whispers
As my voice clawed up my throat
Into my thoughts to say
She is the destruction of my soul
so bored with it all
Blue and stiring
As vincent's night
Shrouded by the tangle
Of luminant dark strands
I spoke in whispers
As my voice clawed up my throat
Into my thoughts to say
She is the destruction of my soul
so bored with it all
erin:
Chuck Norris doesn't go hunting. The word hunt implies a probability of failure- Chuck Norris goes killing.
hellkitten:
They are so very wrong. With money I'd be a much happier girl +o)