Thursday, November 09, 2006

Healed tears

In the days of yore the saints accepted.
Have the bombs attacked the primitive flowers?
Did I once mourn terrifyingly, thunderously?
Before Man it was as desolate as my forbidding riches.
Their King dreaming of a vicious dragon cries , yet still fingers plot.
Through it all have their houses trusted stormclouds?

Pill Reductamin Slimming


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