Love is a game In which we are pawns To the one who rolls the dice With each right answer We advance another space With each wrong response We are thrown back a pace Until we reach the end We are all pawns Playing for our true love Our ultimate goal
Not even close to being finished, but hey. It is 11:00 at night. And I'm bored. Will I even go back to fix it when I'm actually feeling okay? I don't know. We'll just have to see, now won't we? ninja
Algun Dia · Thu Oct 06, 2005 @ 10:10am · 0 Comments |