- - softly it's been so long since I really felt myself, I mean, felt my teeth, or my heart vibrate as I sang... or felt the pulse of the blood flowing through the rivers we call arteries and veins and capillaries... so long since I have been that sensitive, that in touch, that awake, that aware. . .
but somehow it continued the stories were not flowing nothing new being written not sure what to do and it felt like my love ended but somehow it goes on still not sure if it's growing nothing new to feeling not sure where I've gone . o O ( maybe Mr. Tanner knows ) O o . � � |
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