bleek black bullet keys leave her <br /> ageing <br /> <br /> holes in the time <br />space acid rain fire <br /> ghost dance lion manes <br /> mirrored in the night light. <br /> daddy shuts it off. <br /> <br /> it pours like neverland cellar cage gutter filters <br /> that rain down and don't stop <br /> <br />your inner devils back to transylvania <br /> <br />breaking ribs povertic, solipsistic, operatic <br />equity ice wind <br /> in the souls confusion. <br /> <br />bourboun
