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Retreived (Lyric) by T'ien

Redemption's flowing cry calls me by and by fond memory hidden timless from every eyes caress stolen minds of pleasures fool i give myself and become your tool I forget why i lost you until i find you your followed sheep am I forever watching always knowing of your bitter sweet hidden virtue

<{Baba^Yaga}> 13-Jan-03/3:15 PM
jesus. "timless"? no. listless.limp.vague.weak.shit.shit.shit. here a 10. you obviously need a hug and more sugar on your raisen bran. fuck. i'm going to the random area. where the real poets once dwelt.




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