(in the middle of a cloud)
dressing gown that i fixate on
i start to fixate on
blemishes flourish my love will
turn you off. i have been
possessed to death so i know how
you feel. i'm sorry that i made you cry
i'm just a jealous guy. i was feeling insecure
you might not love me anymore.
i was shivering inside
Monday, 12 April 2010
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