martes, 14 de agosto de 2018
domingo, 12 de agosto de 2018
jueves, 9 de agosto de 2018
Sad your day.
Demon and angel adore gunplay,
I overflow drugs, stinks to ashtray,
here isn't the party, just the disarray,
I will allay my pain, and spirited away.
There is hearsay that serves not pray,
anyway, today I will go out and slay
to your gods, with their own rays,
to corral them in an alleyway.
I wish to be a stray fox in Norway
and not witness this moral decay,
under the sway to the dismay
without it still being saturday.
miércoles, 8 de agosto de 2018
jueves, 2 de agosto de 2018
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