

Breathing December PoemMy breathing, open, lustful arms. They're empty freezing long for love. I'm waiting for your fall from grace, Fall into me, Your bitter tasteBreathing December Poem
Pretend, Makeup, You're Ego's Vain. Just paint your face with all your pain. Do you know yourself without all The stage makeup, without your fall?
Smiling lips; Is it plastic too? The happiness I feel for you. We are here, Breathing december. Too much, too long to remember.
And, then in a beat, all is gone. No more rhythm, a quiet dawn. But love, This time the music's dead. This time we're wron
Yumehito
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"yes....dance my minions...DANCE!"
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~*+<Resident Photo Whore>+*~
*~the worst sense of fashion you've ever seen!~*
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+AKARi:BiERNOT+ [horror love, horror .F.U.C.K.]
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me: can i eat your arm?
you: WHAT?!
me: .... where do babehz come from?
you: uhhhhhhhh...
me: i told you
you: WHAT?!
me: i like treez
you: wanna go now?
me: ok.
P.S:: "I could sell a pack of Trojans to a lesbian"
i just noticed you are watching my page. ps...love your work!
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"yes....dance my minions...DANCE!"
miiiinnnee<3
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~*+<Resident Photo Whore>+*~
*~the worst sense of fashion you've ever seen!~*
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