the doorway bleed silhouetes that take the form of your face i kiss the floor and all its shadows smothered in dust -- the tang of red wax grips my lip
Perfect begginings start with tragic endings.
P.S. if u want to contact me
add me on friendster boomsarap@yahoo.com
or VF account
my name there is TragicPoetic
1 comment:
cool... very nice
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