This serves as a vessel for my other forms of art. Dark, mysterious, miscellaneous, weird, poetry and eventually I'll try to make this into a store for my music project Kro and my name for my poetry books "The House of Sleep.
Monday, July 12, 2010
To touch my skin
She wanted to It was her idea She tried not to make it obvious, but it was I could see it in her eyes It seemed like a cruel joke at first But it wasn't It was only a dream It didn't really happen
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