
Loading ...Posted October 8, 2011
The Gypsy With a match in her hand, she danced through the room Lighting incense and candles to chase out the gloom She took a deep breath, poured out some wine She unlocked the door and turned on her sign... Thanking God for protection, at least in her head She felt ha...
Posted September 15, 2011
You’re talking too much, not hearing a sound. We’re left high and dry, no solid ground, Half empty promises echo around Nightmares, being held under and drowned Our life is gone, covered with frost Dust to the wind, love has been tossed Wandering aimless, lonely and lost Hopelessl...
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