the ice may be melting
but the hills are still high
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i am
- justine
- i will be with you when you lose your breath. art is my one true love
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- the epiphalon
- the ones who left me empty and ready to be filled ...
- my footprint is cast in cement on the sidewalk
- up and over
- bright tomorrow
- okay, let's talk about magic (satellite lollipop f...
- dance!music!satellite?
- make you wanna smile
- night owl
- limbless
- i found a black cat in my backyard, he had no coll...
- they carry the bodies of the withered in their mouths
- your head a splode
- you say you want a family
- tapes
- homesweetfuckingjesushome
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