Dear Camarilla, Third Passionate Rain Drop

[appena_repirare]

Conversations bleed the hearts of millions.
We were in the tree we built at the time.
O' little Rock, O' little Rock, What are you frowning upon?
The Skies and stars are your friends.
I guess we just have to sigh and lay henceforth the passionate rain;
Her gray tones are the Technicolor of my eyes.

Comments

[nashthepimp]

i want to talk to you. im grounded though.