Straight from my heart,
Bullets come aimed straight for the brain,
Freeze your thoughts and lock me in,
Isolate that thought of me,
And all the time I couldn't see,
You where closer to me than I could believe,
But whatever it is that I have done I'm glad for,
Let this kiss tickle your ear,
Peace, Love and Goodnight my dear.
Monday, May 11, 2009
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