Thursday, February 10, 2011

I Tempt The Time Of Pleasure In Your Airs

I Tempt The Time Of Pleasure In Your Airs
Deadly Shadows With Dreadful Sadness
Kindness, Blood, And Everyone
The Sound Reigns Like A Fearful Poem
Drink Me Beside The Cold Wife, Cast My Cups To The Sun
Sadness! Aye, Belief!

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