L,Via
Daughter of Miranda
Your last name is changed
L,Via
Without the eyes I wanted to give you
I have a dissertation
The pain at night says
Alone you remained in the dress
The wash in blood
You do not wait in the street
That is going to persecute you
L,Via
The want to kill you
Teeth of a machete
Head of a rooster

Got a new pipe, need a name, got any suggestions? 

Holdin The J, This one goes out to all the Dj's and such

It's hard to imagine where love and pust had ever been entangled before

"Good Morning beautiful, Where are you off to?"
Beauty never answered the call