Without Any Further Ado

[yixes]

I wasn't invited to the funeral. I don't know where it was; where, when or if. Maybe I'm being premature - melodramatic. It's easy to know the first time something happens but you may never know the last. The axiom stalks me at night. Especially as I toss and turn in the throes of the same old dream. There is a funeral, all your friends and

Comments

[labyrinthal]

i'm glad you're back. plz stay and post moar.

[nicolasix]

oh oh! it's you. i'm so glad.