Fever
And vacuous
is the set.
Just a chorus of voices
and borderline ideas...
Meanings reflect
a past in common
asking for revenge
I'm waiting to cross the line...
I'm waiting to cross the line...
Darkness all around...
I'm waiting to cross the line...
I can only remind you
In a living solo
I prey for your return
I can just see you.
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so artistic and beautiful there
RispondiEliminaEd Warner, Hi as I have said before, I find your blog and this post unusual. You are certainly offering something unique and I do like the artistic appeal of your blog. Thanks, dtxray2648
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