COld breeze
wash and wither
hands accross sick eyes
follow me down
cry your hands into anothers sorrow
bleed the forshadowed thoughts into anothers cold hands
breath so lovely. just hide
it isnt fun. and run away
kiss the sky
scream murder
doors closing. minds opening
fault and fault
leave everything behind
and that
a notion
blue lips lost in lust
sincery ryan nair *****