

2:55 p.m. 6.27.09Like a lie of truth Nature stays the same, remains Green and brown2:55 p.m. 6.27.09
Always there never Gone...red, orange, blue Somethings change
Like seasons and sky Bud, to bloom, back to seed Reseed and re-root
Taking nature with Yourself like a bird perched Don't foget to breathe


Rust.loveRust can be chipped Off, it can eat through steel But polish preventsRust.love
Rust from being there A heart sputters, its Already there, rust
Turning lodgic To fine dust coroded, Hearts to mush
sort of.
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But we'll have to try again after the silence has returned, 'cause blood makes noise.
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A pig that doesn't fly is just a pig
OPEN COMISSIONS
SHOP
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c'est le vie.
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c'est le vie.
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"I don't want to be dead, I want to be alive! ... or a cowboy!"
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