06-23-05 - 18:13
Walk alone in a deep dark cloak cloves are all you like to smoke listen Robert Smith is chanting your name ouija is your only game Your secret thrills are black lace you hate yourself and hide your face the most beautiful color is black your wanting to hit someone back no one can understand your angst every thing you try tanks so why worry? wear black and hurry to a death that beckons you your crazy and you know it's true
