Frucksh, metal and gritting teeth
Jerk, no, let me go,
Pluck some paint off your heart
Scratch some skin off my bonnet
A blinding impact, and then
The anger and the guilt,
for braking my trajectory
I'm going somewhere, yes,
I'm going somewhere
And stopping has cost too much already
The heronry is open for business!
4 years ago
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You have to take me with...where-ever it is that you're going :)
These word verifications are like 8-balls...this one say's "refuel" :D
...and ur a mini star, sparkly one :P
hope ur okay, inshallah! the crunch of metal and skin and paint can make a fleshy mess of a day already highlighted by a bigger war... the miniatures serve as reminders..
azra's right about this word veri... sometimes arb though..
mines *monalia*
lisa would gag on that!
too bollywood for louvre's sake...
Seriously though Nooj do you get that many spam comments??
*ningsp* sorta sounds like a chinese brothel, but what do I know ..
So i'm wondering whether the destruction of something, either flesh or metallic presages something greater? That what we're really affecting is the soul?
knouse??? huhhhh
that is chinese for canoes i think ...
well let us set sail again... in blindness :(
i m totally sad !! sowwie
haha azzy thats liek a chinese fortune cookie
shafs- love ur wisdom :)
uzzy they're for u to think before u press publish not for spammers. hmmm yes we need to get more in touch with the soul
haha @ knouse. thanks seher :)
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