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one will plays the role carried like a dead man tomorrow, will have accomplished madness and wisdom, and a trip to hell
Stress and tensions, filling each soul’s downward slide… caution shaken, meanness fueling mindsets churned; subconscious,
Why practice; anything at all? is it due to the teachings that we… however, clearly these fell into d… What is good about cold beer? the chill, the refreshe, just beca…
Zaccur bred of Reuben’s bed; gave… Sham-mua; ever wonder what being n… either best, or whist; but truly a… Nori never worried about his equip… Simeon; for he unloaded his first…
A call of love is heard winds of wish find you tonight open please your life for heart and soul love reignite wet your lips, kiss the dream
Roads of pain run sure and true throughout every nation built to last by vile fools whipping death’s ire elation routes designed to cause chaos
pain’s tears drench my soul my blood flowing blue, takes contr… seducing both agony and ecstasy pain exquisitely melds into pleasu… as one’s closed eyes secretly smil…
Explosive this separation, life’s bloods from life’s souls; one’s minds sneering thoughts, offering beating hearts death’s sh… gnashing grinds implying signs,
This broken nail, these cloven hoo… my daze begins as I hoist up my drawers and scratch my arse upon mind’s opening porch at first glance it seems
The wounds of youth, remember them… scratch or cut, word or thought, s… flesh and or mind resilient, to th… each sigh, each confessors moan, s… Deep within the longing mind, in s…
webs above, on which the spider ro… woven threads which my mind’s eye… spaced as perfected natural geomet… to clasp tight to one’s unsuspecti… Yes, it is a great big web;
curiosity; as the sun burns my thirst knowledge grows like a cactus STIMULATED is the
My question, draws upon my emptine… withdrawn into an endless void in… this presence’s gist, a thoughtles… the future is obscure, and lost to… eternity stalled, what does one mi…
The waning world yet slowly turns, around it’s blazing sun it sorely… nation’s whim, turned alee again, weakness trends, as wonting strife… moment tossed in each mind’s torme…
My unclear mind’s refuse, to read your deepest thoughts; this hallowed consciousness, now reamed of its trust; the lack of you, beside me walked,