Post by hopeless on Oct 2, 2006 21:39:54 GMT -5
Am i the vine that clings to the wall that barracades me form pardise? Or is it a hell a land filled with lust and desire cloaked under the title of love. What is love anyways pehaps a great sea looking to drown all in its vastness with the many intiegs if the tropical fish that are in such plentiful supply, swimming umong the living coral, that like cactus grow from the deseletness of a desert with hidden thorns awaiting to pirce the curious fingers of those entranced by natures cruel beauty, to which presents the most hidious of cyclones that pick us up, spinning us in the dust of time that just keeps passing, taking its toll on each individuals soul, torchering the mind with stories of romance, leaving us starving for the unatainable, for what drives all on in life.
The answer.
The answer.
