Monday, January 23


Love -a-a-a

Love -a-a-a

Love -a-a-a

How tiring it must be ~ beating for two~

Silly organ, you haven’t got it in you.

Love -a-a-a is what I do alone.

Socially hazardous.

Or just psychotic?

Love -a-a-a to embrace the day.

When my heart will no longer be afraid.

Bathe upon the pathetic living again.

Again and again.

 Painted emotions on pallor skin.

With lessons learned and promises left unclaimed. 

Love -a-a-a

Love -a-a-a

Love -a-a-a

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