Brain washer tanker-toilet brushes
Erase the street people, like, like handkeschiefs,
In dirty yellow-soil-history, who are potentially awaken
Like daughters and like fathers,
Like mothers, like mothers,
And oh, a sun rising in a mine
And those battling swords are mine,
I wanna calibrate the nature green,
Ahh! a sun is rising in that mine!
I wanna push through the light with the sun
Towards dawn and i’m thinking that virus protecter line,
Nomore & nuthing much, the best is yet up in the run
Fresh air! To inhale is nice.
I wouldn’t kill any creature,i’d smell plants
if i were in Maars… Show me your perception age!
Kayıt Tarihi : 1.6.2010 05:09:00





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