Sick
Monday, April 30th, 2012Know my lot in love?
I’m a dog waiting, begging
For my master’s crumbs.
Submitted by: Dying Spica
Know my lot in love?
I’m a dog waiting, begging
For my master’s crumbs.
Submitted by: Dying Spica
morning comes, con’t breathe
pollen, harbinger of spring
nose is snot faucet
Submitted by: Jed-Deb
I love the night sleep
As my whole world turns to you
Please don’t wake me up
Submitted by: Astronomer
How I dread the night
When love shuns for someone else
It’s simply my death
Submitted by: Sad Spica