Just felt like writing:
I'm sorry, my dear
Of the impatience I'm unable to rid of in here
I gave in to Devil's leer
I deserve nothing but to be broken and seared
But, I feel you near
And you caught my heart's tear
Oh, would you pare my fear?
And reel me in from this shade of queer
There's nothing better I can offer 'cept this heart of mine, I
(
Read more... )