Harm hearted, I give into impulse again and again. This sort of life would be great if there weren't any repercussions. Sometimes I get scared about what happens when it comes reeping time. My own heavy heart has earned me a terrible burden in this life and the three that follow. Even now, my flesh revolts against me and sticks me with pain. Give into me.
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And yet, there is the magic. If it was tomorrow, you would be sitting over there.
Please, I'm begging you, close down this blog for good!!!
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