Nose pressed hard on frosted glass
Gazing as the swollen mass
On concrete fields where grows no grass
He stumbles blindly on
Iron trees smother the air
Withering they stand and stare
Through eyes that neither know nor care
Where the grass is gone
sleepy aka ... silicon avatar + thot gor +
blackpanther .....i give up there all me
((in your dream's ))NO ..... i'am just an annoyance :O)
p.s.blue is the colour
by ILWL on Fri Jul 18, 2008 11:09 am 
