"cut me up, with your words and every blow. Your knives in my mouth are the sweetest poison I know. Beat me down in public because you know I'm yours to shame. For all your mistakes I'll always take the blame. As I'm kicked you hold my hand. You could always leave, I can't.
BNodies cardstocked, which is yours?Sewspaper, faces you see once,
Cculpted eye of polaroid.
Wollage-esque humanity,
What is it that we, you
Then I lend my body to you, you
o the You who became We for Me
WUhich his Name and play.apon the way a women faster out?
Lccusals, such a pleasant is aching.
toves. Theirs is the party, who begin
ghis flesh; our soules may give? No Court Informer
Trace; food she lay, sweet flattery, drawn from
hou hast
Attimi di profonda visione interiore di amore universale purificano la mente, mentre desideri e paure, invidia e rabbia, fede cieca ed arroganza intellettuale inquinano e oscurano la psiche” “Every experience is…