run run run run
don't let this happen again
don't taste the lavender
don't touch his hair
don't miss his lips...
you are not that girl.
run.


green is goldI remember when she was a bird. They gave her a room under the earth, and all year round she sat between the walls and the ceiling and the floor and struck her flint fingers together, burning cinnamon sticks to stifle the dying leaf smell of her. One day another girl with fire in her long wheat-blonde hair walked in through a new door and said "I am the last days of summer" and she reached for the girl's hand but the girl couldn't hold on. She said "you are not strong enough" and the summer-girl walked out of the room. The next day she was back, and held on, and let go. This time she left at the gigreen is gold


dream a little dream of meI am the girl you thought you buried in the bayoudream a little dream of me
Set me afloat with the foggy-water moonlight But you don't wait You don't wait for the little red fish to sparkle where my eyes once were You don't wait for the thin black roots to curl in my hair I can hear you walk away.
So I lie there, in the bayou Looking like a little girl in my little red dress Clutching at the second smile, red across in my throat Praying to a god I don't know As the sharp toothed noises skim under the water towards me
In the bar you romanced me with a guitar and the kin


fillershe thought it was so erotic when i tied her up. i haven't got the heart to tell her i'm not going to let her go.filler


hush baby hushI'll hold you closer than your mother ever could Oh precious oh Have you ever spun a palace from pink sugar and breath Plucked a coat of feathers from the white-pimpled flesh of swans Oh precious oh Have you ever danced with a beautiful boy Kissed a firefly or a morning sky or anyone at all Oh precious oh Are you lonelyhush baby hush
Breathe sweet one breathe Have you ever seen the shapes a man's mouth makes when he is devoured Have you ever heard the ripe sweet crack of tendons as they snap rip fall loose from his legs  


Darling, It's The EndSo, apparently it's the End of The World. How do I know? Man, just look out the window, check out the chaos. That's quality Armageddon shit right there. Really, who even said that the End was gonna be like math class?Darling, It's The End
(1 Screw-Balled Military Missile Launching Experiment One Forgotten Piece of Important Data) + (National Statement of Oops') = KABOOM, also equivalent to 0.
Some were expecting the boundaries between Heaven, Hell and Earth to be broken; with our home-boy JC himself smiling and waving the 'Welcome Banner' while Satan threw cocktail parties for the damned. Others kept their shotguns and baseb
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"You see, every functioning body MUST have an asshole. And I am proud to be that asshole."
i think they just sucked on it
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^ he approves as well.
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