Sep 10, 2003 20:37
"i must admist i was charmed by your advances: your advantage left me helplessly into you.
talking how the group had begun to splinter and i could taste your lipstick on the filter...
i tried my best to keep my distance from your dress but call-response overturns conviction every time."
Ok be scared im puting some of my stuff in here because aliya posted more of my work then i have so far and thats pathetic.
The fireflies dance in the night
flashing on and off
mimicing the signs
buring out hanging,
from the windows of a late night diner