tournikiss
retreat you are my retreat
when flowers die and sky collapse
my searching eyes long for
your face your grace
repeat let the tale repeat
when stars fall and moon in flames
our longing souls look for
your arms unharmed
repent smile when i repent
when time ends and sun is out
remorse- i wish i was
your mannequin
hold me love me
around my neck
around my back
wish i was dead
'fore we met
tourniquet tourniquet
you're my tournikiss
my tournikiss.
--Anonymous @ Saturday, October 14, 2006
2 Comments:
do these belong to you? you should seriously consider founding your own band!i will be willing to sing your songs:D
love, the slug turned out to be called a sea cucumber, and apparently i did salvage it on friday... not for long though. the lab is planning on having a sea cucumber soup day ;)
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