10pm 22.05.13. - 00.42 23.05.13.
snarling meat eating growls
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Rex ... oh yes
he was the one where
we slept in our coats in the grubby basement ...
i went down there
and knocked on the door
and thats the only musician
funny that
that flirted with his guitar
you know all done
through the music
walking behind you
chatting you up with a song made for you ...
in a kind of not romantic way
and all heart and soul and stuff
the harpie Nic and emerald clockwork and petra are not welcome to read my blog or use me in any way , there are thoughts in your own head huns
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