64395, the devils music. Posted by gypsyojos, Fri Feb-23-07 12:32 AM
revolve my interest in a barrel of tomorrows sweater over my eyes yellow like the days of innocence i long for connection.
disorient the taste; elm city and the will of a faker floods abound. they were never around but i dissolve in this worship. poison to my throat masquerading as release intoxication so euphoric / arroz con mexicano.
this is the way i count my stones in the oxygen i climb. sobriety passes in lonely hours this is a way to die.
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