to die warm I've forgotten the last time I felt like this. Most likely it's happened before, but I don't remember. This everlasting loneliness could destroy me. A swirling finger of smoke, I've checked all the empty rooms and still don't know it's origins. When I go outside for just a moment, clean fresh air drives me back in to hunt for the flames again. Not to extinguish them, but to gaze into the glow mezmerized. AT least I'll die warm. |
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