green guitar.

I don't know youon the verge of tears, as I hide behind the tapestry and await the final judgement I couldn't embrace realityI don't know you
I stood by thee every hour through the winter advocates and a different person now is standing by those old gates


TourniqetHe was the lone survivor, staggered the enigma and terror the corspses they torment only He was vigilante.Tourniqet
outlined by the ambience, flaming roots most blackened, ghost of peace lived by carpe diem, seized nothing and was condemned
He heaved upon the sire, fled right before the fire, the mind was his ecstacy 'twas not corrugated for thee
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I cannot turn to see those eyes as
apologies may rise
I must be strong and
stay an unbeliever
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scratch my face with anvil hands...and coil my tongue around a bumblebee mouth....
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you dance upon the line of reality but fade into your own insanity
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Love, Peace, & Pants,
"Madame"
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Dandy Child Mah Site
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