Friday, August 10, 2012

I'll give you a revolution, I'll give
you the poetry, you deserve to be
you deserve me? I wont you too.
I can't Help it. You make me weak
at the knees. The moon was
waxing that's why I was crying
laughing and we're lying
lying there.
Not crying -- not shaking
Pulsing with strength.
We gang like rock.
But deeper - bigger
3D. No 6D.
No. Find me. A large
around the social image
pool. glassy waters
reflection glassy eyes
sweating, all your mind
all your own gimme
gimme

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