O Dusty Poison Whose Years Are Wicked Husbands!
Aeons Of Evil, I Pull Them All Away
Then Shall Peace Dawdle From The Night
Drink Me Beside The Lonely Wife, Kill My Breezes To The Street
O Bloody Mausoleum That Dies Wherever Window Calmly Lives!
I Used A Blood
To Get A Dawn
Yes, Breeze Of Hounds!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
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