It stick the diamond to it, gust of wind to the face, never returning favors, take the prison to the man, I could promise the
World if we could travel through time, don't back out on me now, relax and remember the promise of the sign, I wish you could
See yourself now, you look at me like a child, the way you glide across the room, instrument of seduction, let go of it Rapunzel, let it down, wait for the signal then bring it down with a smile, now become the conductor... The way you slide across the room, how wonderful, the connection, did the last kiss still taste as good as the first or is this just the opening scene of a new play? I look
At you like a child, but not at all like you looked at me, but grace is already dead, now is the time to come and face the Master, you should never say yes when you really mean no----------------------->this would be my first ideal proffesion.
immortalisation of the finger of god.and the second ideal proffesion.
i always imagined doing this
while listening to classic music.
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