CongestionWhat Devil?Congestion
Children bury faces filling the open wounds with anything that lets the Light show through
What Light?
Why not embrace the light that breathes, for other light refracts
What Mother?
Devilish Light
hands held for Her? hardly so.
Carry MeCarry Me child of Mother, child of father, carry Me.Carry Me
wish not for others; I do not suffice do I?
wish naught, for I stop short I wander searching; you walk at a distance, no thoughts, while I grieve.
do you see? child of Mother, child of father, can you not see that I find
you to be catastrophic infallible though I fall.
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Never sigh for better world. It's already composed, played and told.
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"is there a rulebook for our love i'm not reading?"-goot
listen at [link] or [link]
the right person will still think the sun shines out your ass-Juno
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love. peace. solidarity.
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I can tell you why the end will never come
i can tell you of the shadow on the sun
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love. peace. solidarity.
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