Aching insane feelings,
Impaired hungry moves,
Wrinkling the glamour of my eyes.
Plant another soil but mine,
Where your seeds can blossom,
Into your dark colors.
I’m strangling the black &white dreams,
Haunting glorious stars,
To wash your essence off me.
That voice holding me tight,
Getting me a ride to another sky,
I shall cherish and obey.
Your remnants in me die,
When I feel beyond the obvious.
And within another turn around the sun,
I’ll be caressing charmed bushes in my land.
And where light is no longer a sin,
My senses will be filled,
With a divine violet flavor.
My heart will be embraced,
By lavender blessings.
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I SWEETY, I JUST PASSING BY TO SAY HI AND TELL YOU THAT I THINK ABOUT YOU IN A GOOD WAY OFF COURSE.
KISSES MY SWEET CHILD A BE GOOD.
ATTE
DION MC NAMARA
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