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I remember
I remember the day's long Into
fields of lust and pain,too be or not
sirens surrender in the silence of eastern sundries, amid Sundays shades of shame,oh how i remember
Don't worry your secret is safe with
me,I so honored the simple and plain,still my name wande:red along
tisk for task,in a tapping charade of
what we have known, oh I remember.
By way of shadows chipping our silhouette, we may lie in riveting shares of locusts and acid washing away our screams,for the day has stricken us too settle the plow, there promising a surrogate volume of pleasure as we have found way,,oh I remember. .
fields of lust and pain,too be or not
sirens surrender in the silence of eastern sundries, amid Sundays shades of shame,oh how i remember
Don't worry your secret is safe with
me,I so honored the simple and plain,still my name wande:red along
tisk for task,in a tapping charade of
what we have known, oh I remember.
By way of shadows chipping our silhouette, we may lie in riveting shares of locusts and acid washing away our screams,for the day has stricken us too settle the plow, there promising a surrogate volume of pleasure as we have found way,,oh I remember. .
Published 16th Aug 2015
| Edited 17th Aug 2015
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