Ok, I lied. Couldnt sleep, so here I am at 1:07 am… jarussell ©2013 ground and twisted darest the secret lover, perched on the bough singing the song he thought shed hear fill the air with needs, somehow end the night cheek burned with tear oh my world, how fair it seems to want want want, to live my dreams to love love love, the twisted fruit beneath the sole of lifes cruel boot that crushed those fallen to the ground color the earth and pavement round with juice of love and blood of pain leaking from that silent stain
Posted on: Thu, 31 Oct 2013 05:07:34 +0000
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