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Aorta |
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Chameleon Member
since 2002-08-07
Posts 99Australia |
Aorta Beautiful abortion, keeping the flaws from defect. Debunking the bigots, dancing with fire and eyes. Pull away from revulsion, death with his stillborn gun. Beautiful abortion from our sons and daughters, death waving with his still born gun and stigmatised androids. There used to be a place for us in my aorta... Trash fusion and blending colour... still dispossessed, you'll never know or have the vague idea. Tickle on the table, dripping with circumstance. Umbilical splinters eventually cum out like stains. weren't you were wishing he was shooting pre-adolescent blanks? Keep on guessing all the problems, dancing with what you feel. See what you want to see, cuz if you wanted me there, i would've only been a smear. NOW I am lost OH so desparately lost (roll eyes). There used to be a place for us in my aorta... Trash fusion and blending colour... Still dispossessed you'll never know. NOW I am lost OH so desparately lost (roll eyes). This feels so wrong. how far do you think it will long? Spare another hour. Stuck to you. before the sugar sours. what did I say, so wrong? Find me in chrome and in song; losing me second by second, through the phone- in the tones- vanishing alone. This is wrong. No needed longer to be strong. Hand over the controls. Trash fusion and blending colour. Frozen cherry popsicle love i offer. Trash fusion and blending colour. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
There must be alot of psychos in this site, because for this to be 4 from the bottom and not have any responses is insane. This sounded like a marylin manson song. Great write. GIS a trickle of music from a well |
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