(Untitled)

Dec 15, 2004 00:12

My love for one is growing
my love is dwindling for another
My life aspirations are muddled
My self worth is loss
My heart is confused
My head is clouded
Touch is all to personal
Kisses are all to forbidden
Mind alteration is welcomed
mind consumption all to near
Nothing is becoming
at all clear.

Leave a comment

Comments 1

anonymous December 15 2004, 07:11:18 UTC
damn thats exactly how i feel right about now

Reply


Leave a comment

Up