Gas(p) Got myself a great vision… A nightmare not to be woken from. Carrying my heart, Blood Dripping Pieces Of my soul; Too hot to trot And never to be Far(t) too long…
Light feel of darkness,
Surrounded by life's sweetness.
Covered in ice,
White lied
with a smile
to be broken
Into sunbeams of
given back, again
I will hide and run
From the one
I truly loved
ONCE!
Gas(p) by BecomingMyself

