

zillah.to my dearest of hearts -zillah.
i wish that you could see this place.
i miss the sea, the tumble and timult of life spitting and frothing and bludgeoning against the sand. i miss the dunes, and the tall glass-sharp beach-grass and miles and miles of shell-bombed shoreline. i miss the fetid, bloated-corpse stink of low tide and skuttling hermit crabs and clusters of navy dark perriwinkles. i miss the rosa-ragosa and standing on the jettis with my hair whipping like piano wire across my cheeks, the wind-burn of mid-summer heat and too many tourists clogging up route 28, and screaming in the dead of night to houses long sle
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Once you put your hand in the flame
You can never be the same
There's a certain satisfaction
In a little bit of pain
I can see you understand
I can tell that you're the same
If you're afraid, well rise above
I only hurt the ones I love
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Brian: Should I lose the waistcoat?
Tim: I think you should burn it, cos it you lose it, you might find it again.
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Art account: @Xerces
thx a lot for the
I wish you lots of fun on dA ^^
cheers^^
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