what an ordinary tongue
a shameless eye through the wicked paintings in the walls
maybe my english vocabulary flows slowly like soil over the heavy metal ocean,but at least i can give it a try,another try, and another,cause the blizzard keeps rolling on the grass.
So how can i begin the story? the history. the blame over my head and the shivering skin over the desk. I wasn't looking some beauty once i thought he has.it was his masque over the painted fairytales,such an exploited smile and some radical shouts that cut the corners of every brain. I hate to think about it, but my mind keeps leaving me insane of the fact that lies keep jumping and singing all around me. But that's normal i guess, truth cant always be in the presence of every living thing. Shall we bear then all this chaos? do i need to fight against the faded screen over the sidewalk of dreams? nevermind. I just like to make my mind blows and crush the sky over me.goodbye.
a shameless eye through the wicked paintings in the walls
maybe my english vocabulary flows slowly like soil over the heavy metal ocean,but at least i can give it a try,another try, and another,cause the blizzard keeps rolling on the grass.
So how can i begin the story? the history. the blame over my head and the shivering skin over the desk. I wasn't looking some beauty once i thought he has.it was his masque over the painted fairytales,such an exploited smile and some radical shouts that cut the corners of every brain. I hate to think about it, but my mind keeps leaving me insane of the fact that lies keep jumping and singing all around me. But that's normal i guess, truth cant always be in the presence of every living thing. Shall we bear then all this chaos? do i need to fight against the faded screen over the sidewalk of dreams? nevermind. I just like to make my mind blows and crush the sky over me.goodbye.
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(haha, homophone.)
i really REALLY R-E-A-L-L-Y like this line of your poem cakeyradio! ->
"a shameless eye through the wicked paintings in the walls"
retro must read more of your cakey-iced genius!!!! blaugh