What your thoughts do to me , by P.Paan Subscribe to rss feed for P.Paan

Get out of my head, 
I can't think of anything else
My bones have become numb 
Staying idle 
Being fragile

My hair turns colors 
Because I can't stop 
Thinking of all that you are 
You're voice as loud as gunshots 

My skin is peeling 
Shreds and shreds of it, torn 
When I see you coming my way 
With all your grace and warmth 

Just be mine 
And make it go away 
Nestle me in your heart 
Make me a place to stay 
Posted: 2012-08-04 08:18:02 UTC

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2012-09-14 22:32:08Natural_beauty_Ashe
I like it,very nice