Oct 06, 2005 21:37
words are light flowing from the sun to my hair, words are the comfort of my big black chair, words are you, words are me, words are everything the world has come to be, words are life, words are death, words are a dying swan taking it's last breath
rhyming. the place where i fly high straight up into the sky and that's where i die because what is life, but a lie? the best question you can ask is why.