My soul is drifting, waiting to wake, It’s heart forgotten, about to suffer the quake You’d think it would tremble,
Struggling to decide, what it is I want from life. Passion is poor, but love is great, If only it would compensate.
If age defines you as a person, I must be ninety-nine If I’m breaking the law to do som… Then I guess that that’s just fin… If pleasure equals winning,
You sigh at me oh little girl, and wish someone would understand For if I were you, they’d not be so blue As all life loves your sound
Scratch Scratch at my skin, Cannot shift my broken limbs Water overfills the bath, Hide the markings of his wrath Dream Dream to escape,
There was a drip And then a splash She tumbled down And broke her back. The place was dark
Kindom Cry Valley weep Goble the goblins in their sleep Strike the sword Kill the Queen
A knot of hair encircles the sink, A gag escapes my mouth. I can taste the last of my luxurie… and know I deserve a clout. I cannot help but indulge sometime…
Tenderly you touch my skin, your eyes all big and moist. These last encounters hurt us both… but they were an easy choice. The trees outside once full and gr…
I look at you I look at him It makes me wonder Can love swim? Wrap it in chains
Kiss Kiss teddy bear Hold me tight. Keep me dreaming Soar with me, my kite. Don’t let me wake up to
