swannWhisper

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DriedWe burned it at last. / You looked ready to **** / My heart anxious to bleed.

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Aug 5, 2015

My G(host)friendShe wore the purple pieces of my skin. / I wore black in soul and spirit. / By the postal service once-

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May 23, 2013

Banging BandsWe know this crowd will hate us. / Yet we know this is our sound. / A sound for gods and daughters,

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May 23, 2013

Remember when you loved meSilence called for us to stop. / So addicted to each other. / Strokes between your legs and lies,

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May 23, 2013

Fire & Change #1I want fire above this city, / Gaining speed and rushing towards, / Want to burn you up, my sweety.

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Jul 13, 2010

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