Kusa The life of grassesIs like the unpolished grainAlways hard and plain
Profession Muslim and a friend"There is no God but God""Dude, that's like, so Zen"
A Cruise ScientologyThe best religionMoney can buy
Intimacy Intimacy isYour wife asking youTo buy her tampons
Poem for L.J. When the pain strikes your heartCavernous flesh the tempting facadeOf eyeless, tongueless beastsI ache for the smile on your faceAnd hurt as wellWhen weakness stems your soulIdolatrous entropy burningly coldAn age spent regretting the worldI miss the old life in your faceAnd atrophy as wellWhen loneliness reaps its terrible tollThe wintrous blade marks the rape of the fallWith no one to shield you at allI long for the light from your beautiful faceIn solitude as wellBut you are lovedSince nothing of beauty is oursYou are strongSince nothing of majesty is from usGoodness is not of usYou are the nightYo
ke wang 坐在完美露珠下夜空里的吻 一着冷响本人试着写首歌 双湖色已忘
lan 潜在兄弟现在敌错针刺我清血颈古法只会引起骨在哪是那完美兰
I want to... I want toDrink tea with youWatch your lips leave the cup's rimAs if nothing ever touched itI want toTravel the Silk road with youDon't worry if people stareI'll be your shield, a stepping stoneI want toPass on to you what my master taught meThough he no longer considers me his studentI'm sure he will be proud of youI want toTake you to my grandparentsI'm sure they'll welcome you warmlyThough I am the grandson they never hadI want toBring you roses in FebruaryInhale your enjoymentas you inhale my affectionI want toTell you how I long to do these things with youAnd I think of raceFateMy failings
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