the bardic function
Now I question nobody. But I know less every day.
pictures of success
courage
Gypsy
those anarcho punks are mysterious...
a rasp in my throat
remember soul asylum? yeah.
I'm having trouble breathing.
poetry
iris
Sunday, November 18, 2007
achey, old, and defiant
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