Acoustic fen into my heart after a day like a picture book assure I`m not a dreaming retard cause you got me on your hook Riddle me this, Horatio

Ut pictura poesis decipher my defective truth! Lead ad absurdum your analysis of analogies to my youth! My ornament, your substition

End of the month its time to bleed again to touch you now is all I want for I did break my creed again End of the week

Old twilight flyer Do your breath of fire Align and hold the tongue mulabandh draconis and sing your s… White garment in order

Nodding blue eyes hit me during my… wait, black pansy, Ive seen you be… but next time fate will cross our… Ill make sure to turn for more! Now I cant recall what it was lik…

Delay the wagon for me supposed Italian kindness in this elegant woman I see more than just my own blindness Ignore me for my own sake!

Where am I today? And who are we tomorrow? Lift my spirit to ether spheres dont wanna drown here in sorrow Past, present and future plans

Follow my stream of consciousness Im far more special than I though… Melodies are full of akwardness here lies my path of draught My pieces Dramatis Personae

Nervous with good reason I stampede and hide from you A hunter and its open season but I will stumble into you Throw pasta through the air,

This might be the last Im subject to all these changes tidal humour, ceaseless blast Ive flown higher than all angels So this is my ultimate plea

Stars in ecliptic position he stole one for me and you its mundane sequel I envision Triangle love– intrigues accrue Cause moles will never see the lig…

We drink coffee and smoke special… we talk for hours while I shake of… talk about humans as squirrels and… cunning chat-up lines, vicious ton… I make myself schedules for the ne…

Pictures how I overcome: a stomach full with stones. I didnt tear the lamb cause I deciphered rotten runes. Two weeks of meek insertion

Sit straight and smile although it takes a while —now the master looks at me I blush and smarten instantly The Mans _olta he could read

I am just what I am Béoigidir in spirut in corp I can trust my spontanous jam while my make-up runs to Thorpe Is é mo lóech, mo gille mer