Amputations and strife ill give you my life, might have been deaf for my time, Ill pay for my crime. Carcinogens or tumors, seems done for some all mighty humors. Ive begged like a dog been lost forever in the fog. Give me a sign, Ill give you one more line. None to call mine, maybe cuz I have no spine. Give me the light, and ill give you my blight, death is on my mind, prey to keep it kind, all this time Ive been blind. Buried in secret treasures we uncover our deepest measures, for uncordial con-jure weve tethered. Simplicity in recognition, self demise in super-station? Am I comically wrong? .Adroitness in thinking? in this is my soul sinking? For Im advancingly blinking. Ive talked, begged, and spoken, but to no imaganings have awoken. Pour ce est la mienne, et à vous, je suis youres. Je suis toujours seule. To this is not worth my breathe, to this is towards my death.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Nov 2014 12:34:29 +0000
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