shall i burn your body soldierShall I burn your body soldier?shall i burn your body soldier
Shall I burn your body soldier?
Watch your skin curl for all the people you have killed, Leave you at a stake Blood congealed in your hair.
Lovers, writhing alone Where no one can see, Can you paint me a picture With your sheer animalistic beauty?
Old man, does it matter About your fading sight, the colour of your hair, Sitting on this park bench,
A testament to our serenity.
And what of the baby? Crawling wide-eyed to explore the new, To him each day is a canvas,
On which to construct
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~* Why do you take it all? Why do I beg for more? I never thought this is how I'd hit the floor *~
hohum, hope all is jolly my dear n that well see more of your stuff in teh future.........
love you loadsxx
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"respect bacteria: it's the only culture some people have"
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>> I don't do bishies.
~blur-club
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