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Saturday, September 25, 2004 The Painting Goth QueenThe Goth Queen paints the flowers She paints the butterflies She paints the streets made out of bones She paints the blackened skies She paints the dog and cat She paints the setting sun She paints the murderous aftermath From the bullet of a gun The Goth Queen paints the carnival She paints the lovers' embrace She paints sense of utter despair On a lonely person's face The Goth Queen paints the red, red rose She paints the earth so fresh She paints so fine with her lovely brush: The bleeding wound on her flesh posted by:Russ at 9:10 PM | Post Page | 0 comments 0 Comments: |
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