Thursday, March 15, 2007
InwardConfloption
It is you or whatever a moon has always meant,
And whatever a sun will always sing is you.
Here is the subaqueous enigma nobody knows.
Baby, evict us and our earth's a tomb.
Hold and clutch, never turn the tables down.
Ours, unrequited love.
Thank you baby; for being my subscriber. As I continue to transmit love, the energy restituted in a regenerating spiral.
I miss you Poo <3
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