Posted by Anthem at 5:28pm Jul 21 '10and no, it's not mine. I'm curious if you like it, or if you are confused, or both, or if you hate it, etc.
please!!
Desire a scenery of the dolphin swimming slow inside a sentimental dove, she gives me her phantoms scaring hot into cold. Iâm afraid of myself, I love far too much. Did you ever hear of a sun dragon that couldnât live in the sun? Conceited but pretty, a face that mother shown to me once in a moon forgetting to shine. Pain is a factor. Why is it, Iâve fallen to the soil? Why is why? Her season killing mine. Create a memory of an angel dying in a river of blood. I was a [private], held captive under gloom. There were cries, there were smiles. She was crazy, blowing frantic in the wind. The screams devour my heart, crushing my every ambition to stop my significant other from twirling her hair, but you saw me kiss her, and you lied to me. Oh, how I lied to myself, because I only did it because I knew you were there. I fell asleep. The whisper of the lazy dandelions, they tell me in the morning before my demise. Desire a scenery of the dolphin swimming slow. Who are you faceless? What is it you canât show? I canât wake from this reality. Life has been too mean. So this is heaven? Pink roses filling a pasture of green? Yeah, this is heaven. She hands me back my soul. Iâm sorry careful, caring as you bleed. I forgive your season. Please, enjoy this sunset setting for me. Hereâs my knife. Can I stick it in your back? Slowly it seeps in, the smallest wound. A dog snuggled up with a cat. The rainbow, hollow, demented, enchanted, and free. Lovely green fish. Lovely like semen in tea.
please!!
Desire a scenery of the dolphin swimming slow inside a sentimental dove, she gives me her phantoms scaring hot into cold. Iâm afraid of myself, I love far too much. Did you ever hear of a sun dragon that couldnât live in the sun? Conceited but pretty, a face that mother shown to me once in a moon forgetting to shine. Pain is a factor. Why is it, Iâve fallen to the soil? Why is why? Her season killing mine. Create a memory of an angel dying in a river of blood. I was a [private], held captive under gloom. There were cries, there were smiles. She was crazy, blowing frantic in the wind. The screams devour my heart, crushing my every ambition to stop my significant other from twirling her hair, but you saw me kiss her, and you lied to me. Oh, how I lied to myself, because I only did it because I knew you were there. I fell asleep. The whisper of the lazy dandelions, they tell me in the morning before my demise. Desire a scenery of the dolphin swimming slow. Who are you faceless? What is it you canât show? I canât wake from this reality. Life has been too mean. So this is heaven? Pink roses filling a pasture of green? Yeah, this is heaven. She hands me back my soul. Iâm sorry careful, caring as you bleed. I forgive your season. Please, enjoy this sunset setting for me. Hereâs my knife. Can I stick it in your back? Slowly it seeps in, the smallest wound. A dog snuggled up with a cat. The rainbow, hollow, demented, enchanted, and free. Lovely green fish. Lovely like semen in tea.