Thursday, August 20, 2009

Naked Lunch

Sinners of sentences forced to express in rhythm
Amnesia feels guilty only when they say so
The song isn't long enough for you to
feel like it's right to fall in love with her

There's a question I just can't seem to answer
because the painter can't decide what color to use
The brown on her skin, the powder white around her nose,
the black they still don't believe is      beautiful.itmakesthemdanceenoughTHO’!
the red everyone forgot about.thecasinoishauntedandthatdollariscursed


Peace to the 5%.


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