Kiss the rain
Tear me through
I awake today
I am pulled in again today
I loathe today
Is this lonesome?
Unmarked grave/ visions of an unmarked grave
Kiss the rain tear me through
I am jonesing on the edge of your tin roof...
waiting, sweating, dying, crying,loving,living
for something new
spade spiv spinning belle
Alone we lust
Alone we whisper
Alone Alone Alone is all I have
Copyright © Winter Wallace | Year Posted 2010
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