2009年8月31日月曜日

Float

diddle pastime,parabolic.why don’t know.hound follow me.
How do you lonely? How do you lonely? How do you lonely? How do you lonely?
pia mater was bursting me.dido I’m sorrow
diddle pastime,alcohlic.I don’t know.bound on me.
How do you lonely? How do you lonely? How do you lonely? How do you lonely?
Coudn’t have done glow thorn me mind.
fake ture.

One who’s biting the gun begs for assistance, your sin that was forgotten, one more person’s sound,
Tormented by anxiety, licking the naked wound,
Even a superficial smile would be fine,
The colour soaked with tears is a pair that haven’t (lived a life) bought on credit,

A pitch black bonfire, the sighs tremble,
Madness that scorches the pale skin,

diddle pastime,parabolic.why don’t know.hound follow me.
How do you lonely? How do you lonely? How do you lonely? How do you lonely?
pia mater was bursting me.dido I’m sorrow
diddle pastime,alcohlic.I don’t know.bound on me.
How do you lonely? How do you lonely? How do you lonely? How do you lonely?
Coudn’t have done glow thorn me mind.
fake ture.

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