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Subject: $ Love Is A Crime $


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Date Posted: 21:52:11 03/10/04 Wed
In reply to: Marrok 's message, "·.·. Howl the Humanity .·.·" on 19:26:26 03/06/04 Sat

  


Dazzle by Siouxsie & The Banshees
...

The stars that shine and the stars that shrink
In the face of stagnation the water runs
Before your eyes...

Swallowing diamonds
A cutting throat
Your teeth when you grin
Reflecting beams on tombstones

A jamboree of surprises
Playing Russian roulette
Or the Lucky Dip
A clenched fist to your heart
Coal dust on your lungs

A silver tongue for the chosen one
Heavy magnum in your side or a bloody thorn
Skating bullets on angel dust
In a dead sea of fluid mercury
Baby piano cries
Under your heavy index & thumb
Pull some strings -- let them sing

The stars that shine and the stars that shrink
In the face of stagnation the water runs
Before your eyes...
Dazzle -- It's a glittering prize
Before your eyes...
It's a glittering prize...

He thought he fell in love.

-Her painted lips curled in a devious smirk, those stormclouds remained upon the male in unspoken admiration. Ah, he seemed like the type of meal that kept on feeding. Hopping up on a trash can, a single leg had been crossed over the other as she studied the wee man.-

A true sin, I'm afraid.



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