♥ Name This
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
put me on your table,
cut me in half !
my head's no longer stable,
my heart's no longer able,
he'll take half,
and you'll keep the rest,
oh my !
what a mess !
no, don't utter a word,
i'm trying to listen,
speak to me my lord !
cut my tongue out with your sword.
i speak of only nonsense,
only in present tense,
you understand ?
what is it ?
gibberish of a fool,
tired of love ?
man, this is tough.