our colouring book.
it is the in-between hours that
last forever.
will tomorow come?will tomorow come?
i dont trust time,when time comes when it wants.
darling get your pyjamas and your crayons,
and spend the night with me.
colour this picture book of mine.throw your colours
over me...
take me to your tangerine sun
and your indigo seas.take me anywhere.
the hours are too few to waste without you.
posted by siva @ 17:05
1 Comments:
hope ur feeling better :)fcuked up weekends really can ruin ur perception on everything. oooooooooh. dont u juz love panic!at the disco? they make me so jumpy. haha in a good way :D
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