lord of song
(and maybe there's a god above

but all i ever learned from love

was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you)




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L'épidémie qui s'étend.
Posted on: Friday, July 24, 2009
Posted at: 10:15 PM
Turn around there's those eyes again.
Turn around fake indifference and I.
Watch their cold, dark silhouettes disappear.
A hundred bodies fill this room.
And all their faces overdone.
Pain is foreign, foreign to us.



(I forgot to do my daily dose of yaoi smut today ;___;

Maybe I shall sneak on in the dead of the night, later ;D)