"Because it appears to me a hazardous thing to exchange my soul for my shadow. "
Adelbert von Chamisso
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Mind vomit. Because for some reason, i sometimes think in poetic meter
Let the boys play their games of politics and sex While the girls get told that 'father knows best' The old ways must die before we'll be let in To their smoke-rooms, cigars and sleaze-filled grins
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