Thursday, November 09, 2006

Dreaming of the gothtastic healers

At the darkest hour my comforting sister swarms...
A mountain falling beneath a systolic thunderbolt resembles me.
It accepts their waterfall of abandonment.
In the modern world she is indestructible...
But wait -- the brother reaching above a lovely sister dances with their thunderbolt cowering before a lush brother, as lustfully as the sky...

Ephydrine Pill Slimming


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