Love, passion, burning bright.
Bright as torches lighting the night desert plane.
Watching the indians dance,
I join freely, dancing to the beat of the drums.
The drum beats out the rythem of your heart.
The longer I dance, the longer the drum beats,
can't you see we can't live without eachother?















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*Fare well fuck off come back on a better day sunburned and weary standing in the shade maybe in a week or 2 I'll stand in the sun with you*
-Sunburn-Breaking Ground-
~Michelle
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"...Falling through a hole in my heart..."-Rites of Spring
Love to all,
Gena Lynn
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"A silver thorn a bloody rose lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow." (Vincent, Don McLean)
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