Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Wedding Dress Crystal Appliques

The Indian Summer (?)

Smoke another cigarette because it's easy to jump on.
Take me where the sun shines through the leaves of evergreen in January, as it was in May.
We drink wine with straws. I like the wine, which remains on the lips turned purple and that you love anyway. We like to laugh with me and loving me, but always. We like to always love each other above the wind does not affect us. Our hair properties. My tears within. The xanax do not take any more. Xanax should not be taken more to love. The xanax do not take more out of love and not see me cry anymore. Are you sleepy? I will, I sleep embraced the desire to sleep with you but the truth is still inside me. The truth inside of me. The lies in my hands and my neck. Let me drop my eyes because what I deserve. Days of uselessness and want to burn the brain.
Synthetic drugs to buy drugs. Under two different skies
say that I embrace to suffocate. So
Choke and kill me, I deserve it more than my eyes drooping.

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