in search of my rose

Mar 31, 2003 22:54

where the fuck is eve? call me, beotch! i cant go to work until i get my makeup and shoes from you.

*sigh*

may i be the one

to rip the shackles clean away?

and lead you to a place

where loneliness is tackled

with a kiss.

a kiss that has no ropes, no strings, no obligations.

i miss my james.

no strings, no ropes, no obligations...i dont owe you dont owe me.
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