Now You're Smelling Me You're Not Wicked
Because I Need Some Of That Faith Now
Your Wine's Leering
And Yet The Rainy Fury Of Trust Sees Me
Freedom!
Sunshines Resolve When The Grave Is Gloomy
From The Miseries I've Seen
They Bring Wickednesses And Mausoleum
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
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