Tuesday, February 10, 2004
NULL Me
Soundless, senseless, odourless,
quietly.
It came swift like wind.
It arrived fast like lightning.
It stayed like a scar.
It sticked like glue.
It took me like the wind & leaves.
I got stucked.
Like a kite in the tree.
Take me if you find me.
Take me.
Take me.
Take me.
Please?
@ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. IniQx Werkz
// she's beautifully chaotic at 8:47 PM >>