Stars
By Al Aaraaf
you drink a little wine, hello my sweet angel drunk as i may be, i remember your face your smell, your following eyes o and maybe tonight mine could meet yours? i dream your life and you dream mine we dance on stars and fall downward o where does all this lead? ‘we’re in love… it’s all you need to know’ but what do i know? you, in a dress of angels scream mourning and open before me dead on the shore... it's another one of my weird ones. I have no freaking idea what it's about, and I think it ends too quickly. So I hate it. Geez, I must listen to My Bloody Valentine nonstop when I write things like this. Written February 3rd, 2002 © on Feb 03 2002 09:58 AM PST 10 • 0
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"you drink a little wine, hello my sweet angel..."