Walk you through the park and were fine You say you like the dark and your hand in mine We climb the wired fences, pretending to hide You say that you can sense theres something outside I must be ill Keep thinking we pretend And how long before this has to end? On self medication ambition fails At best its simulation Or can you set me free? • The Radio Dept.
Posted on October 6th, 2007 at 12:39am —
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great!
Here are some of my animations
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Tell me if you will need more help.
I love your bunny illustrations!
I opened an collaborative online gallery, very cool!
Have a look at :
www.wix.com/vanillaroyal/gallery
Every 2 weeks I open a new exhibition, do you want to have a room?
stoop down, the mandrakes are singing
wired fences round the heart of absence
rise up, the rabbits are screaming
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thanks for all the great work :)
Anthony
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