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I rediscovered you under my bathroom rug I was rendered artistically silent Blindly fighting Fierce winds of consciousness and Eternal sadness that Tastes like ***** bathwater Now I’m glowing Aloft and permeated The ***** dishes are right where we left them, unfortunately And you’ve gone and Stolen all of my rosemary linens and Devoured them One by one Plus – I’ve overcooked the Dali Llama Oh when will love’s agony end? Don’t harden your eyes at me Or lock me in the back of a limousine I shall pour liquid charcoal methodically into your moonlight eyes There are certain things you shouldn’t ever think too much about Math for instance Math, Death, and the reason you decide to get naked with someone
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Dec 27, 2012
Dec 27, 2012 at 8:57 PM UTC
weird love story
I rediscovered you under my bathroom rug I was rendered artistically silent Blindly fighting Fierce winds of consciousness and Eternal sadness that Tastes like ***** bathwater Now I’m glowing Aloft and permeated The ***** dishes are right where we left them, unfortunately And you’ve gone and Stolen all of my rosemary linens and Devoured them One by one Plus – I’ve overcooked the Dali Llama Oh when will love’s agony end? Don’t harden your eyes at me Or lock me in the back of a limousine I shall pour liquid charcoal methodically into your moonlight eyes There are certain things you shouldn’t ever think too much about Math for instance Math, Death, and the reason you decide to get naked with someone
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Dec 27, 2012
Dec 27, 2012 at 8:57 PM UTC
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