XI, by Sumit Singh Subscribe to rss feed for Sumit Singh

by and breadth, lies a kidth
 that reveals the truth
and put
 the gorgeous labyrinth to
the mouth of brothel
 i never had it enough
and the kids all around
 who have all fears of future
still pay and repair the
 dready hood of life
Posted: 2005-10-06 10:16:16 UTC

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