and in that infernal sob
something echoed against mine
quite possibly it was kindred
but i could be mistaken
gusty and precious and stormy it was
and in that infernal sob
something echoed against mine
quite possibly it was kindred
but i could be mistaken
Posted by boudica of suburbia at 11/21/2007
1 comment:
faaaaaack. you hit the nail on the head.
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