Monday, May 29, 2006
Monica Roccaforte Force
blues dream leaves me spinning
life beauty and youth, Tues
missing natural revolt
legends rebellious spirit I tell you
of animals living in dark military
shivering in
channels of familiar bell horn
stipulated in power vacuums
coupling all the fear sprawl appears
old teen
chotos who want more and more and more power
never grow spiritually and not ...
width A yes, Lord!
I came to eat the world so I was raised
my
I will come with giladas
that I will explode
Crocodile portfolio that is moth-eaten
more power and less crying,
go, to be laburar
and start bright and early four-hands toiled
Compass
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