certainly do love ole Samhain, when everything is up to change, and the big moon rises on the range, and nothing feels quite the same, i dont need a costume cuz I scare them on their one night bang, dont need paint or plastic fangs, i just breath deep and say certain things that make the wind pick up and the church bells ring without a soul in the tower, of course! at this hour? twelve big tolls from out of my soul that is certainly old and will never touch coals or fire or mold cuz all that shits cold in the water of bold faced liars on knolls that are grassy and roll on into the Dallas distance , heres resistance to your dissonance cuz i was put here for this business oooooooooaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwww YES!
Posted on: Tue, 24 Sep 2013 00:13:47 +0000