Searching the Lighthouse
By EvolovE
slam the skins down drink from lives renown coming up coming up ceramic lava fills the cup hiccup before losing beads your neck from shackles finally freed listening to them hit|~|hard thumping pounding deeper|~|to get humping spoil the rotten soon forgotten unforgettable thats what you wish whitefish with no fins gills to breathe no way to swim follow and search the: lighthouse madhouse whorehouse slaughterhouse meet them here for the marriage of your spouse suicide bride in blade to cover trapped in this glass box waiting for her lover Written March 5th, 2002 © on Mar 05 2002 11:53 AM PST 0 • 10
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"slam the skins down ..."