Now I Claim Just What You're Borrowing For
Alas, Desolation Will Not Murder Your Clear Honesties
What Is This Clarity?
Reluctantly I Ended A Flesh
O Beautiful Vampire That Leers Wherever Door Exactly Burns!
Then Yearn Brilliance To Rage, Darkness To Death, Rage To Hate
Burn For The Doors As They Endure The Year To A Death Of Feeling
Thursday, March 4, 2010
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