the dead talked to me last night...
scratched vinyl voices heard through the
blood pooling around my unconsciousness
posted by heliotrope at
12:06 PM
Sunday, September 23, 2007
the dead talked to me last night...
scratched vinyl voices heard through the
blood pooling around my unconsciousness
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1 Comments:
I know this moment. You've expressed it very exactly.
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