Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Last Night at the Soapline
Hurry, as they gather around the fire....burning loved lost....///spilt milk gives in to sick waves...//a galaxy exploding from within the feelings its kept hidden///.....saying...singing......'i wipe out, and it feels good. abosulte'//
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