An old poem
Date: Jun 17th, 2008 8:08:14 am - Subscribe
Mood: royal
Kill your beauty
Your Royal fucking heighness awaits
Upon the toadstools
Around the corners
off every forien block
awaits your prince
to take you away
too hollywood street
white powder
nose candy
(oh your so lucky, oh your so lucky)
airbrushed face
her sweet escape
Venice Beach
faces in the sand
making you glad
for the friends you never had
{oh your so lucky, yeah your fucking lucky}
into the ocean
wash away
purple drips
from your veins
watch them swell
oh watch them well
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