lonsam the Artist
Want to see more of lonsam try here I don't know alot about the artist he seems to be some what of a mystery.
As we hurry away to the end, my friend, Of this sad little farce called existence, We are sure that the future will bring one thing, And that is the grave in the distance. And so when our lives run along all wrong, And nothing seems real or certain, We can comfort ourselves with the thought (or not) Of that spectre behind the curtain. Warning: This site contains adult material!
Want to see more of lonsam try here I don't know alot about the artist he seems to be some what of a mystery.
Posted by BlackGold at 11/16/2006 11:35:00 AM
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