| | by
Claudia in for it |
August 19th, 2008
Sometimes I feel so forgiven
life that’s that
is on a ribbon
and I want to cry
cry!
cry alone
‘til theres nothing left but
bone.
Just the pieces of me
and the skeleton
to be
let me suffer
let my cry
I’ve got a price
and
sometimes
you’ve got to roll the
dice
let the pieces-
my bones-
fall down far away from
you.
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Nice work... Out flew the
Nice work...
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror crack'd from side to side;
"The curse is come upon me," cried
The Lady of Shallot.
--Alfred Tennyson
that was great claudia!!!!!
that was great claudia!!!!!