420mory
05-21-2006, 08:40 PM
flesh like dreams of leaves
warming the maw of control
unmuffled screams the breeze
babydoll bonfires walking the street
serving those warmed by the heat
the words come down and the shift is made
the other is power behind inferior feign
strong holds the lie of repressions past
wrong says the mind
but it still has to laugh.
warming the maw of control
unmuffled screams the breeze
babydoll bonfires walking the street
serving those warmed by the heat
the words come down and the shift is made
the other is power behind inferior feign
strong holds the lie of repressions past
wrong says the mind
but it still has to laugh.