Thursday, 10 December 2009
Something always gets in the way; just about as something's just about to break.
Desperate; Yes. I think I shall crawl - Waiting for so long
No love, there is no love
Die for anyone...Oh dear, what have I become?
As I burn another pageAs I look the other wayThere's a fine line between love and hate
And I don't mind...
21:43