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A Lament For Alice

Member since 2007 · Posted 10 Mar 2007 · 4 comments

a slow shifting mire bury wicked deeds doubt's subtle seeds ecclesiastical attire oh to feel the warmth of your body and your heart beating in your breast sharpening this steel this cracked, brittle frame the tempters' acclaim the kings' holy seal oh to feel the warmth of your body and your heart beating in your breast the foilage grows green the song of the lark come marry your spark to this kerosine oh to feel the warmth of your body and your heart beating in your breast

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4 comments

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 10-Mar-07/11:12 AM Reply
An extremely Dutch blouse egg.
[n/a] Stephen Robins › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 14-Mar-07/10:01 AM Reply
An unfeasibly square negro face festooned with inflatable lips.
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › Stephen Robins 14-Mar-07/4:14 PM Reply
A disgustingly poorly-tested moustache sausage.
[n/a] Stephen Robins › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 15-Mar-07/1:47 AM Reply
An ill-conceived invitation to a buttock reading resulting in a comically small splat.