glitter lannon: No use crying over bad habits my dear
glitter lannon: Can you feel what time of day it is, rolling in your grave?
glitter lannon: Your standing on my feet
glitter lannon: It's like your sleeping with it.
glitter lannon: Frivolous and Damaging: Searing Salt through my bones
glitter lannon: Wrinkles in your skin sing beauty. Wrinkles in my blanket speak dreams.
glitter lannon: Blankened and Worn: Sterile and Blinded
glitter lannon: Red lights are just feathers, Coming up from behind
glitter lannon: Lathered on like loose lace strewn
glitter lannon: Can I nail my own coffin please, let's agree upon some terms
glitter lannon: old stuffs
glitter lannon: more details details details
glitter lannon: details details
glitter lannon: closeuup
glitter lannon: sifting stones empty goals
glitter lannon: cobblestone creatures
glitter lannon: mmm gradient
glitter lannon: mmm gelpens
glitter lannon: topographical map of jupiter
glitter lannon: topographical map of mercury