2003-04-13 - 4:14 a.m.
trickle down treasures in your teardrop vial
myriadic magic in a sweet sexy smile
memories of connection deep inside this chamber
resonate reflection of my favorite gamer
all this gritty wattage dropped in tortured treks to climb
up the mount of pottage like a naughty nursery rhyme
cut through growth with laser lights and keep machete power
there's nothing that can separate us in the nether hour
forget the twisted metaphysic spells and lotus flowers
the nightly breeze has blown the rhythm of this love of ours
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