Poems from Laurelisnotonfire
and her Aimim standing invitein the rain
loosing thoughtthought and toughtouch again
drops fall downdown my cheekscheeks black with...
hey, um...its laurel, ya know, your partner for the history project? jusrt calling to ask when you wanted to get together to get some...
play the part
of pretty art
float among the starry night
ket them stare and gawk and fight
inturpret the way you smile
and let them wait...
its like my hands aew broken
its like
its like
i cant thinkvof what its like its
like when your feetvare tied to a tree and your arms...
nothing is inspiring me anymorenothing is inspiring me anymore nothing is inspiring me anymorenothing is inspiring me anymore nothing is...