Breatheby maggot on November 11th 2004, 12:00AMListening to: RATM- maggies farmFeeling: blindfree me from my mind of dream dilapidating my soul finds its eternal scream burn my noose to drop me down as I fall into hoping that my world will do anything to not let me breathe Read 5 comments
The cold breathes forming clouds in the air.
Fading as we die.