moist air
fallen tears
spider webs of blood fall from her
never again she said
will I lend my heart out
it will never come back unbroken
sitting in her peach colored house
with hues of brandy dancing on her walls
she sits and waits
I know I am worth it
but why do i doubt if I am?
Author notes
mhm, dada le da...lizzy b, i fixed it!
Written September 3rd, 2004
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meh, i know what you meant! lol <3 erin
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thanks for the comment babe! see great author commentors write alike...lol that made no sense but w/e.love ya ttyl!-Jessi
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you are starting to write author comments like me! hahaha! well i like this. its a good piece and it flows. good job jessi!
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I can relate to this in some odd, far off, but yet not so distant way. Just clarifying here but is the air moist from her tears?
Just a few quick criticisims: capitalize your "i"s 'cause that just annoys me when people don't, and in the title "miost" should be "moist."
Okay, talk to you later Jessica!
Love you.
Elizabeth
Edited on Sep 04, 10:01 because ''.
