Two pillows and an ice queen.
Last night I had a nice dream.
Under the warmth of her fur
and the paws of a Juice Cat.
I can change for myself alone.
The thunder of my lightning is
the under cover home inside my bed.
Should I be down here right now?
Can't help but wonder...

Why?

How?


Some character is blinding.

Some characters are blind.

I stand on both sides of the line.

I miss you... but i'm doing fine.

Forgiving is how I make a living.

Eating enough sweet skinnable fear

To keep my trust tank full

for another year.  

--Last edited by MeCh on 2007-03-17 17:16:41 --