Loricybin Posted August 20, 2006 Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 there's something more, down the street.it bounces, smiles, taps its feet. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted August 20, 2006 Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 ahhh but that alto!we will never forget the nightthat i was curved withliquid music Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted August 20, 2006 Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 her eyes glowing orbs of juicethey smile, flow like sunswith little use Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted August 20, 2006 Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 i never want this tunethis jingle to breaklike a music boxin an abusive household. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted August 20, 2006 Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 sometimes thoughjazz reminds me of trolliesand running down the street, in slow motionin the city, late. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted August 20, 2006 Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 "roxanne,you don't have to put on that red lightwalk the streets for moneyyou don't care if it's wrong or if it's right." -sting, and moulin rouge! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted August 20, 2006 Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 she is a catand i love the waythat i can make love to herand she purrs Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted August 20, 2006 Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 "roxanne,you don't have to put on that red lightwalk the streets for moneyyou don't care if it's wrong or if it's right." -sting, and moulin rouge!i love that filmi watched it for the first timeon iee with keys,man, she was beautiful, in that lighting. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted August 20, 2006 Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 forgotten,the rose in the battlefeildstill grows, though tattered, sideways. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted August 20, 2006 Author Report Share Posted August 20, 2006 Hurry up,and get busy slowing down.Long enough tobreathe.:cup: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted August 21, 2006 Report Share Posted August 21, 2006 how are you supposed to do it though?that fatal step towards mass destructionof the ego.the sirens billow pillows. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted August 21, 2006 Report Share Posted August 21, 2006 you can find me in lower egyptcounting starsandmovements. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted August 21, 2006 Report Share Posted August 21, 2006 i looked in lower, upper, northwestsoutheastyou're not in egypt.you lying tart! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted August 21, 2006 Report Share Posted August 21, 2006 youre rightbut i did just become a jazz songone by Pharoh Sandersabout egypt. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted August 21, 2006 Report Share Posted August 21, 2006 once i sawa man in an armchairswearingand shooting up Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted August 21, 2006 Report Share Posted August 21, 2006 once i said a manwas shooting.his gun, that is,at his own teeth. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted August 21, 2006 Report Share Posted August 21, 2006 the piano played the rainon my doorstep,or it could have been. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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