Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Pretty Bottles And Fancy Labels
The closing of the door is final this time, do not knock, this relationship is in resign, do not sound the bell it’s over; the turning of the key becomes the quell. Madness brings about sanity in its own peculiar way the finite more real, and I can see the light of day! I long for stars in moonlit...
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