Picture a parish in a playground
innocent faces in a circle
tiny hands around the edges...
I fret for every gentle moment
with my heart high above their heads
with a billowing diaphram of memories
and i struggle to catch a glimpse of you
as I'm bound as where to hammer this
and i gotta cut away, clear away,
slip away and sever this
Umbilical residue
that's keeping me from killing you...
innocent faces in a circle
tiny hands around the edges...
I fret for every gentle moment
with my heart high above their heads
with a billowing diaphram of memories
and i struggle to catch a glimpse of you
as I'm bound as where to hammer this
and i gotta cut away, clear away,
slip away and sever this
Umbilical residue
that's keeping me from killing you...
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kreatinkaos:
Or he just iced all his political rivals 
cipher:
That could be very difficult, what with the drive, and I'm scheduled to see my sister's SPA performance tomorrow night. Where's the justice? I may have to apologize (for phunking with your heart).