tribal71

I seem to be across the sea that is away from me..by a shore that is no more..a boat row's in off the tide i climb on in to the other side..i project my thought's for you to read and maybe that's all we really need..glue me to a wall..ill never stare at all..legend's of love before the fall..a churchbell ring's while a dead bird sing's and all there was..... is silence.

for nikki..a real suicide girl.