there is something
tickling inside my eye
some curios thought
some devious insight
there is something
deep inside my throat
that keeps me silent
when all else is loud
Monday, 2 March 2009
ties 19:46
"We are such stuff As dreams are made on and our little life Is rounded with a sleep..." by William Shakespeare
there is something
tickling inside my eye
some curios thought
some devious insight
there is something
deep inside my throat
that keeps me silent
when all else is loud
ties 19:46