in splendid errors of constant longing i'm caught by your sideways glance and where the fear paints my eyes with clear like glossing i'm ‘suade to take a chance cover me loosely and covet my ruin sourly impeccable to make me undone and shower my face with counteractions the game has no name but I have won
Another masterpiece, silent whatstheword. wonderful, again. damn i dont know what to say! it kinda reminds me of a relationship i had with alex denker.......**remembers in remorse**