The subtle words spoken were not subtle..
The soft touch was not very soft..
****** profanities never heard?
Yet I climb this mountain under your river
I dive from the loudest intersection
into a reality pictured only by you..
Feb 11, 2012
Feb 11, 2012 at 2:59 AM UTC
The subtle words spoken were not subtle..
The soft touch was not very soft..
****** profanities never heard?
Yet I climb this mountain under your river
I dive from the loudest intersection
into a reality pictured only by you..
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