Juicy Junction.
By FaeSinner
Your the voice that speaks thus With an age old wisom That communicates golden during dark tides Pushes electrodes into skin and watches gleeful As I dance upon wires of scintilating facillity Dark whispers in the wind Excite these senses mine Awaken old wants to live again Amongst playful rabbits And horse shoes Flight unknown to some Gives it's final rest Pleasing beyound compare For fair skinned pixies And dark damsels Vulnerable looking wake shy Breaths a kiss good day In love with this plastic At juicy junction Let's play... Written January 27th, 2002 © on Jan 26 2002 11:20 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"Your the voice that speaks thus..."