There was a place where once a heart was.
Long since dead,
as much as i miss the dynamic that can be had within this style, which is special type of connection.
Its now burried 6 ft under...
There are many aspects to my life, as im sure there are for many of you, this is just one.
Sectioning areas out doesnt always work well in the real world.
This can depend on your version of the real world, what you have going on.
black eyes shine challangeing,
ohhh how i like to challange maybe a little too much...
Its stiring slowly, but its there, burried 6 ft under,
which is where it will stay...
Dont expect to stop and smell the roses without getting a thorn in your side,
consider this a fair warning. x
;)
Mean while, little miss innocent is queing up to get a coffee, hiding in plain sight.
you never know who is a shark.
or a rose with thorns.