Fundament für die klassische Literatur, by Loneliness is condescending |
Spin me around hold me tight With wind to blow and light to catch Innocents in the ivory dress Crisscrossed in ribbons black It’s only a slip cover for the lie Stone wear flourished in a science of beauty To give it that illusion of life Tanz, tanzen Sie meine Lieblinge, Tanz |
Posted: 2006-02-09 01:32:41 UTC |
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2006-02-09 06:16:15 | lost the lonely dead |
ich liebe |