The Manifesto.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Likewise.
I've remembered.
I'll not do twice.
You've lost it.
I can't make music out of noise.
Make love out of lust.
I hate mum's mouth.
I hate yours.
Till then.
Yours truly,
The Manifesto. Out.
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