Friday Jun 17, 2005

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wheel barrow

I am donating
My soul
To the be-witching
Hour

For upon us
Is mighty Horus
Of undead land
And paranoia

Buried
Mike
Mulligan
With a steam shovel

Or a televisions
Saintly
Glow rod
Jerk

Asking me
If its better
To go to meet your maker working
Or live probing

Annelid frankincense
Toxic
Hostage
shock




rayoflight969:
You kill me so softly .... over and over again. ooo aaa

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