Eggshell Minds
The Unconsciencely Conceived Conceivables Of A Grey Pulp In A Psychedelic Prison.
Friday, September 04, 2009
I Am Tired
I am tired o' sweeping pain
Your torture is much too much
How you push upon without refrain
How you trouble with a smiling touch.
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