Saturday, September 10

now i know i made mistakes.
things i don't care.
somethings are taking over, my head is spinning i don't know what.


Sweetened like a sweetened cherry.
Bury me beneath the hills,
Whispering with their bare trees.
I will aray my conspiracy, I'll wash away all the dirty.
Scorch it on a blue heart flame,
Settle under a riverbed.
Never to come back again.


i'm walking away..