With mistletoe and candle green. To Halloween we go. Ten murdered oranges bled on board ship. Lent comedy to shame. The cattle graze bolt uprightly. Seducing down the door.
A man was sleeping under a tree.. He wrote to me from Cordoba.. After the theatre, we went to his house.. He's a very generous Cordoban.. We waited at the door, but he didn't come..
Swallow me whole. Make me learn don't need me. Crush my soul, make me feel. . How can I see hope. When I never see my light. I'm empty inside.