

Funny little thingLook at you now,Funny little thing
All pretty and grown up but still your words are as empty as the peanut shells on the trash you claim fame and fortune that you simply gorged for by picking them out of books the stencil was never one with you and the pencil sure hated the way you swirled it around that parchment the primary colors renegade into gray the signals are as obvious as
the decay of your artsy world is publicized on northern side pseudo bohemian, nothing else. words are sharp but actions are sharper youre are sure one to watch with you


Scarred and ill mindedTruth be told Im terrified of myself the man in the mirror is not the same I saw yesterday under the morning dew he is scared of the world inside his little shell he likes it that way no ray of sun has touched his once sun-kissed skin deteriorated slowly by thinking too muchScarred and ill minded
didnt bother to smother the bull by its horns terrified of the falling wind terrified of a simple dosage of pain he aint no masochist Never lit anything again for it was too late to love but one morning the sun kissed his lips the win
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July 27, 2009. ♥
We thank you for the fav, Mister!
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We're Karl and Sexface; the Flaming Hobos.
And retardation is our apparent specialty.
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But don't be afraid to be willing to pay the price."
- Lane Frost
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