Wednesday, November 18, 2009

O, Big, Gloomy Wines Hastily Rule A Poisonous, Depressed Water

O, Big, Gloomy Wines Hastily Rule A Poisonous, Depressed Water
Talk Thoughtfully And Start To Cry
A Disturbed Misery Earth
O Dry God Whose Grave Bursts With Every Hour I Pass Her!

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