I can't stand you piece of shit.
You vial devilish made necessity,
I won't be controlled from you!
I will rid of you for now and forever.
Damn you cigarettes. You will no longer control me.
I'm done with you.
Good Bye
Onawa

Winter TreeHollow is the sound I hear with each step, The earth pounding backWinter Tree
With rumbling echos like I'm walking over a cave, And I wonder if I can be so empty. So I sit here. Pinching my wrists and arms and hands, Massaging my bones through Skin and muscles and tendons And I try to find what's at my core. I wonder if I were stripped away, Just a clattering skeleton with echoing rib cage
And clicking fingers opening like hinges, What would I see there besides
The twisted winter tree of bones? Would I be Laced together with ribbons of memories Or sunken a
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i think its... TIME TO ROCK AND ROLL!
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The ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face......
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The ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face......
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The ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face......
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The ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face......
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