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Wednesday, March 18, 2009
music of the night
medusa
There are bullet tears in my eyes. Are you terrified? Be terrified. It’s you I love, perfect man, Greek God, my own; but I know you’ll go, betray me, stray from home. So better by far for me if you were stone. the promise of rain whispers in my ears. i think it is time to sleep. listen. it is raining. the night is singing. |
walkonby
you know just what you're saying
she rings my bell
morethanwords
o death in life, the days that are no more
don't look back in anger
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