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lacking luster
i lie to you
you buy it up
like honey
i forsee something
grand in you
and only ask for money
coming back
for more and more
youve exhausted
my last word
quit your questions
drop your tone
iv given up
im going home
lilly gardens
in the street
you beg for mercy
we bring you heat
your mighty stature
shadows spun
if only now
your deed were done
but looking up
with tyrant eyes
the unknown
uncountable
dragon flies
minds very murky
befuddled
all the time searching and finding
then running and hiding
its mad
now happy
im there
but here
who is that
was that me?
questions only mean answers
definate
deafening
yikes
the spikes
my handS!
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Posted by benventure on 2009-08-15 02:11:55 | Rating: | Views: 13
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