4/16/09 01:29 am
i married isis on the fifth day of may but i could not hold onto her very long. so i cut off my hair and i rode straight away for the wild unknown country where i could not go wrong.
isis, oh, isis, you mystical child. what drives me to you is what drives me insane. i still can remember the way that you smiled on the fifth day of may in the drizzling rain.