let me go

Extention of MyselfSmoke-filled sanctuary-- Incense clouds satisfy My spiritual longings. Cigarettes, cloves preferably, Help, As does the cheap Venezualen rum. Dark night sky full of Clouds and stars and moons Clothe my bed, a single, With a white down blanket On top. Shed cat fur and girl hair ices that cake. The floor is cluttered with the Detrius of two teeneaged girls, Sisters in spirit. It lays about the room in the Form of clothes, school Books, a wolf blanket and sleeping Bag, the preferred bedtime accoutrements Of the redhead. LExtention of Myself
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stock: ~ozstock
web: ozarts.com
"Ars Longa, Vita Brevis"
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~don't be afraid to shine. blind them.
this is sick.
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Wat gaan hier aan????
The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. H S Thompson
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Tonight you're the whispering campaign.
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Grasshopper
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