Biography of celine charcoal
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celine charcoal Poems
human nature, mother nature, enough of your torture. safely nature, easy nature, play your game,
Time To Ravel
time to ravel, and get my revolver, and shoot the mirror, kill my image,
Me The Muse
me the muse, muses is me. swindle as thee, rock Beatrice,
crossing down this empty station where guys embarked in kissing, now noone's around to take the blame and we are struggling down to the proverb
Rats And Bats
It is so dark in here, only rats talk, only bats walk. and the clock too,
I Am Not An Architecht
scaffolding a house, again from ruined mistakes, retiring a period of time, from a mouthfull of respects,
Things Not Neccesarily In This Order
Water bottle, pet scan, deaf tune broken microphone
Then I decided I should no longer fake, and they were delighted,
in or out of the summons oh such a stupid thing to say why to gust or to waste in this proper isallyouhave ain't it
Turban: Ban Ban(The Ultimate Turban Poem...
turban ban ban.
and they summoned said the rhyme from coaster to this final acquisition is it or is it not
Poetry That Smells Of Sunshines And The ...
life is a great place to be as the world is so wonderfully neat especially when the sun begins to shine you fail to realize that enthusiasm
This Roaming Void
This roaming void merely savaging itself to make me more visible to its destiny
No Need To Be Anxious Over Death
Me The Muse
me the muse,
muses is me.
swindle as thee,
and roll empty.
me the devil.
Scar is me.
cause as we,
swell in a ryhthm,