no questions: it is what it isthis is me. washing myself of you. though blood is thicker then water you'll seep out soon enough severing ties entwined in the roots of thoose before us i'll grab your hands in a game we like to call unfortunate timing pulling you. bringing me. down far into yourno questions: it is what it is
MIND of days weeks hours months this is me. releasing you. in goodbyes for months to come. i'll find you on cloud 9. where we'll dream up our own personal heaven.
mars volta ?!
give me a call on my house phone love
i dont have a cell anymore
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if you consume me, i will not let you go
if you walk right through me, my voice will taint your throat
emma you are lovely.
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life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life
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