Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Taking refuge in this bed,
And i dont know what i feel,
Refuse to breathe the air,
In which the feeling's all too real.
Cashvin. 11/23/2004 01:02:00 PM
my comatose
its far too much for me.
scream.CashvinChristopher
20's not all that bad : finds solitude in the guitar. singing my lungs out. senseless expressive poetry. making a fool of myself. :)
