Guest guest Posted October 10, 2005 Report Share Posted October 10, 2005 autonomous declarations and insistence relating to the reality that is called I-me, what flavour is your cup of real-tea? brewed and construed rehashed suck-a-tash floating in a boat a smite upon an eye a melody sung on a half-shelf shell liberty awakens in a cool sea-breeze Venus ascends and declares war on Mars patience, My Beloveds, My Precious Friends http://www.lyricsocean.com/lyrics/83422-Guns%20and%20Roses-Patience.htm Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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