In(no)(sense)A Poem by LotusFrom my old account, Red_QueenDin and dissonance Destroy all the In(no)(sense) Disgusting and vile Vomit up the bile This is In(no)(sense) My mind is a scratched Skipping tracks My mind is a telescope Destroying all your hope This is In(no)(sense) © 2009 Lotus |
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Added on June 23, 2009 Last Updated on June 27, 2009 |

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