Something about him wasn'nt right. So don't give me those fragmented answers full of hope, and light I won't entertain that notion tonight., its to late.. turn up that liamp... She is still attesting, way to pale, yet quite arresting. But they still won't se her.And after that how can i trust her. Somethings not right. You gonna let me in? Come on now, Never saw anybody so neaar to death.. Never had this feeling like ihad to take his breath. I lay my hands on your breast and hope that you will be properly laid to rest. We are how we are because we live in this darkness. Disregarded, that light civilization taught you to adore, Sadness brought without thought and without conscousnessnesss. We live in a world that sheds no light anymore,, You look like your looking for a room to die in... Thats how it looks to me(scream)and i want you to fucking quit it. Cause i already live it, so maybe listen to me.. Because if you were to do it, if you were to die.. Who can i count on when it comes to me..
Reason for writing:
Jim morrison
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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