Sunday, January 22, 2012

Obviously in Question.

I am weary from a love that games
I'm not hearing any other ways
Shut my eyes, head rests on my hands
Quietly hiding once again

Jilted lover sleeping in the unrest
How do we survive to make amends?





*Taken from Jilted Lover by The Naked and Famous
Scribbled from the thought of at

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