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Would you be my Ava Gardner      When I submit myself to the darkness?          The madness of my own racing thought theatre                               In my mind My own sacred sanctuary                           lost      Somewhere between the ruminated past      And a catastrophized "way of the future" Where I presently react Would you ever bring me back?      Before bath times      And fetal positions Back into the arms      of infinity, space and all in between 'Cause all I feel is scared anymore Washing my mind clean with your cosmic touch      From a black hole back to star child  Whispering,        *You will emerge beyond The Phoenix and The Full Moon.                    Just rise, My Sun* Exploiting my inner madman       with all the right intentions Little death in the dark Reborn illuminated *Way of the future Way of the future Way of the future...*
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Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 9:09 PM UTC
Nothing's Clean (Ava Gardner)
Would you be my Ava Gardner      When I submit myself to the darkness?          The madness of my own racing thought theatre                               In my mind My own sacred sanctuary                           lost      Somewhere between the ruminated past      And a catastrophized "way of the future" Where I presently react Would you ever bring me back?      Before bath times      And fetal positions Back into the arms      of infinity, space and all in between 'Cause all I feel is scared anymore Washing my mind clean with your cosmic touch      From a black hole back to star child  Whispering,        *You will emerge beyond The Phoenix and The Full Moon.                    Just rise, My Sun* Exploiting my inner madman       with all the right intentions Little death in the dark Reborn illuminated *Way of the future Way of the future Way of the future...*
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kenny
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Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 9:09 PM UTC
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