Where Ironic Comes to Die
worms are the words but joy's the voice/ down shall go which and up come who/ breasts will be breasts thighs will be thighs/ deeds cannot dream what dreams can do/ time is a tree (this life one leaf)/ but love is the sky and i am for you/ just so long and long enough
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Well, now I'm gonna feel bad if you don't like it.
But I think it's like an amusement park in a bottle.
Use a TINY amount. I used too much the first time, methinks. A little too intense
hee
i get to see julie today!
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