At Night
At night the passions run wild.
Without the comfort of rational thought
and numbed by sleep deprivation,
I let them take over
caressing my skin as they rip my heart apart.
Without the comfort of rational thought
and numbed by sleep deprivation,
I let them take over
caressing my skin as they rip my heart apart.
ricky-fitts - 11. Jul, 07:29