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***VERSE*** Caress my whisky mistress. Im married to a cigarette. To change my tone. To save my soul. I take it cold. I lose my faith. I cant compain. Remain the same. This paper bag. It holds my dreams. This paper bag. It holds me close. ***CHORUS*** *Please take me* farther than I want to go. Its whats inside you. That reminds me. Not to lose control. *So loose* take me farther than I want to go. Bend my mind. And take my time. ***TEETH SHATTERING SOLOS*** ***VERSE*** Too many colors to cho...

*VERSE* You came - You cried - You walked away. A seedy prison - garden of eden. Prince of peacing this puzzled religion. Always - I am all but forgiven. Long songs strung along for impatience. My voice drowns slow in your vision. Always - I am all but forgiven. Ropes burn when your tied to the past. Come beg my choice returns!!! No money to kill for my freedom!!! Sunsets pardon all my conviciton!!! Always - I am all but forgiven. Yes god - I refuse your sleep!!! Continue - damaged potential!...

Escalators, elevators, cars, motercycles, trains, buses, and moving fucking sidewalks are the reason people are obese. Excessive comfort and convenice breed weakness, I can not stress it enough. The national health administration will tell you "Take the stairs!." People have to save themselves right? It is against the law to attempt suicide, but you can eat, drink, and smoke your heart out because someone is getting a paycheck. How is it moral to conveniently save someone from themselves. We ...

No. I do not understand why the runner wins in a tie to first. Kinetic energy is bold, but is it not the thought that counts. Does the first basemen not have to receive and return said hit ball to its instigator. What routes and pathways this game item travels are irrelevant upon the ultimate conclusion. You lose. Despite your efforts, your teams efforts, and equivalent skill level . First base is no mans land. The first foot, inch, second, ideal. Is there no admission of success. Why can thi...

Yes the breeze was sultry. Lightly... It did not so much caress you skin, then move the air your in. Muddy words and emotion. Simmering... Smiles stretch horizontal- Hot air and hot water. Fresh sweat, just ready wet. Moist... Inviting geology, temptingly seducing you- "Follow Me!" The sun through the trees. Pokes fun... An annoying friend you tolerate, who's childlike habits are hard to break. A need for primal comfort. Lazy... Backs and bones, can make a hole a home. Even hot with the light...