finefrenzyrolling

Not another object for you to throw aside, this is not a picture book, kindergartener.
Thorns and vines, wind them up.
How chance the roses there do fade so fast?

Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,
Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend
More than cool reason ever comprehends.
The lunatic, the lover and the poet
Are of imagination all compact:
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© manymanythanks
1.16 leading in numbers
Thursday, May 27, 2010 , 4:06 PM

I don't know what to do or say anymore.

Plan E's working out fine.
I don't even need to smile for you to see my eyebags, hah.
Why am I so FOB.
Wrong tail to step on, blind bat. I wish my arrows could pierce through you and your shadow.
Hydrochloric acid = awesome.
Pico = _x10^-12
Whee.

Oh and blind bat: 38250633024824
^^