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Benjamin Lee South · 10-13-2005, 07:09 PM

"Of Convincing The Sky To Open, And Preventing The Ground From Folding."

There is no mystery as to who killed our innocence.
There is a spike sinking into her, as twilight treads on our
back. She's not coming out completely unharmed.
I am painting her polka dotted bed sheets red tonight.
Her eyes are on the stars, and my hand is up her skirt.
I pull out the demon, and she has given birth.
We are stellar sexual exploding stars.
Supernovas on the second floor of her mother's house.
Treason in the eyes of still borns.

10-13-2005, 07:09 PM	#20
Benjamin Lee South Registered User Join Date: Oct 2005 Posts: 6	"Of Convincing The Sky To Open, And Preventing The Ground From Folding." There is no mystery as to who killed our innocence. There is a spike sinking into her, as twilight treads on our back. She's not coming out completely unharmed. I am painting her polka dotted bed sheets red tonight. Her eyes are on the stars, and my hand is up her skirt. I pull out the demon, and she has given birth. We are stellar sexual exploding stars. Supernovas on the second floor of her mother's house. Treason in the eyes of still borns. Last edited by Benjamin Lee South; 10-13-2005 at 07:16 PM.