Saturday, February 28, 2009

you are in my blood you're my holy wine

She said go to him
Stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed
Oh but you are in my blood
You're my holy wine
You're so bitter and so sweet
I could drink a case of you
And still I'd be on my feet


frostburg graffiti is pretty tame. my favorite is "Sleep" all over main street.

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