And we stood there for hours 
reaching the end 
that soon has found us because its always near...
and then the rain came 

to burn the destiny of my failure 

and to leave a wet fingerpring on my dreams 
i dont remember much of that evening 
but i do remember you 
smiling like a child 

and saying withing your lips 

as much as we seem to play with colors 

we always stay dark inside" 

Devious Comments
--
Work-Home-Work... that was the life that we were dreaming?
Decayed Gallery
Online Portfolio
--
~Blind knowledge is working at useless ground
--
Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere...
avatar made by the one and only~gespi
-------------------------------------------------------
16November 2009
--
~Blind knowledge is working at useless ground
--
u can call me Guswid
Previous Page12345 Next Page