Ideas are things, I don’t need to tell you this. Like the thought of her lips touching when you kiss Or the sting of death on your mind, painful abyss 2 shots ring, thankful you miss. Ideas are things, they’re the seeds of our reality…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Ideas are things, I don’t need to tell you this. Like the thought of her lips touching when you kiss Or the sting of death on your mind, painful abyss 2 shots ring, thankful you miss. Ideas are things, they’re the seeds of our reality…