By bhikku
shadows of the cross i riped off my chest last night doing its graveyard thing salvation in the bend of limbs call me yoga cuz i like to sit on my ass all day and meditate on nothing and stop watches i don't pay attention to let the minute hand loose carbonation get stale Written October 9th, 2001 © on Oct 08 2001 04:39 PM PST 0 • 9 • 13
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"shadows of the cross ..."
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"shadows of the cross ..." by bhikku
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