melancholic rag dolls under distant-trenches
days
pass
by
on bittersour benches
crying without onions until infinite forever
untouched significance beneath beloved whatever.
melancholic rag dolls under distant-trenches days pass by on bittersour benches crying without onions until infinite forever untouched significance beneath beloved whatever. |
Devious Comments
untouched significance beneath beloved whatever."
i like that line.
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Weasel weasel weasel
Come and play with me
Weasel weasel weasel
Let's play in the tree
Weasel weasel weasel
No no, please don't tickle me
Weasel weasel weasel
I falled and now I'm history!!
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Weasel weasel weasel
Come and play with me
Weasel weasel weasel
Let's play in the tree
Weasel weasel weasel
No no, please don't tickle me
Weasel weasel weasel
I falled and now I'm history!!
that's a neat one.
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crying without onions until infinite forever
untouched significance beneath beloved whatever.--- this line so totally rocks by the way
slamats!
*yes, i am a curious bastard forgive meeeh*
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