Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Nervous Heat

All alone, crossed my heart, on bridges torn a soft alarm
A shallow wall, between my skull, the beating of nervous heat

turn to me, don't judge me

Between these bones a tired soul, don' take me personally

turn to me, don't judge me

1 comment:

  1. OooOoOoooo the sexy song! ;) I love the new version you sent me! Thanks so much hun! Great job! <3

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