Welcome to the Synode of Argyll, this is the episode of edicts. Now swallow all Chlorophyll, and hope to find the Picts: Lintels of turquoise eyes

Ouija of narcotic rapture an idea of gift, I fall into tomb suffuse a face with tears to captu… speak to me and I drift into gloom There crawls a simian inside my be…

Bodwins friend brought me safely h… this heavily flirtin disaster I lured him by my hazy foam and by my life spinning always fas… A ponderous Miss Empathy

“Oh Scribe, please describe us wh… But hide and hold in abeyance what… Werewolves, methinks, are somethin… now let me reap happily the weeds… Ramble on, my dear roe deer, and h…

The dust in my soul is whirled whi… is this decadence or just another… Drown the sorrow in beer, reconstr… cause this fever of generic youth… Your absence means nothing, nor do…

Memories of a child earthed and heavenly pure Tame me while Im wild and vouchsafe me cosmic cure Soothe me with your moans

tell me am I invisible? Cause sometimes I feel so today I feel as miserable as I did some years ago my face has not changed

Opened the door to a hidden room, this is for all that enter here! Oh let my soul escape the doom when I rattle off my fear: Tasmanian Tartness shakes my womb

Here I am now in a busy city smoke and listen to songs soaked o… This place is my place to be, Im… Ive seen enough of the chaos and d… Pieces of my heart are scattered o…

Pure inspiration, pure infatuation… now I found remedy in intoxication…

Thirsty, I am, stoned, lying in b… writing down on dirty sheets flick… Cold now I feel, in this full moo… for my heart did steal a moment of… A light I can see between my thou…

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!

I dedicate this to a cardboard I hesitate to believe this gem Anglosaxon anagrams on the witchbo… no health defects despite my daily… It makes me hungry and devour

All Hallows Eve in pottery tinted hair and trick or treat I have a colorful mockery upon your lap, a witches seat An allegory to all lost souls