...heavy love...
...the day, the day the heavy hot heat layed on me, and him...hmm, him, does he know how heavy he lays on me, does he really love me or am i laying heavy on him...
...heavy love...
dahlusion commented on ...heavy love...
03-11-2009
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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