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They Think Wildly the brood whisper and not so secretly, that they think wildly of you as theirfood 10-29-09

Carrying Your Warmth (With Me) wrap your arms tightly around me, asI wish for the warmth to surely never leave me... 'cause out in the cold..

Heaven's Coming Down Tonight glued to the scene as if this were the spot, meanwhile the heavens opened and much warring didspew forth... 10..

TheLost Art Form gettingtossed into the sheer random, nothing holds true but maybe for abandon and even it seems to be a lost art form... ..

Shutterbug strike a pose and hold it steady, because I've this flash more than ready... 10-29-09

Tired Reign where goes our youth, for once it reigned... but now it retires 10-29-09

Further Away folding myself tightly herein this space, I wished wildly upon every shining star.... but still you slipped off further witho..

Sinister Playground taking your yellow eyes away from my torso is strongly advised, and I don't need any of your famous last words either... ..

Hard to Swallow wincing asall the crashing disasters swallowing up everything as we walk, the nothing feastupon all thesomething and we active..

Suitable Sorrows calling out through the haunting darkness, why must we rest in such shadows, whilst the light never reaching our tear stained..