Tanさんのイラストまとめ

Wink if you should want me
I know the color of your eyes
Like rich Columbian coffee
Set my lips upon a smile
You are the petals in the flora
My sultry dancer on the night
You are the taste of Sunday morning
Mi Bonita ‘til I die
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Buried in the town archives, I found a document: the lost civilization of 1637.

Witnesses describe a creature descending toward the earth, blocking out the whole of the sun. There was a thrash of wings and a surge of wind that uprooted trees when everything went dark. 
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Hey Butthead, you got any pot?

Sure Beavis, Uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh. I got a doobie, brother.

The Doobie Brothers suck, dude. Metallica rocks!

Yeah man, Metallica kicks ass! Uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh

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A reek of sweat so thick the air
The stench of death & all you fear
On cloven hooves the horsemen ride
Trumpets blare the end is nigh
The skyline drops the earth recedes
Pray your judge your soul to keep
The dark prince sits upon his throne
Time to ride & take mens souls
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Weighing in over 400 pounds, Fat Tony, underboss of the Rigatoni crime family, was a feared yet unconventional gangster who worked a protection racket on the lower East Side. If you couldn’t pay up, he would accept installments in trays of lasagna and logs of prosciutto.
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I remember the day they assumed control. The sirens, the bands of light chopping thru the air. But what was most terrifying was the voice, if one could call it that, like a metronome of death, a kind of hypnotic thrum that invaded one's sense of well-being. God save us.
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How do we normalize the unconventional and advance the cause of humanity? We open our minds to the creative geniuses that dare rock the system.
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Prior to the genesis of vaccines, darkness reigned as pestilence spread like wild fire & infected entire populations. Families watched helplessly as loved ones succumbed to the ravages of disease, praying for a cure.
There is one. You just need to come into the light.
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The Ferris wheel turns
Like a kaleidoscope summer
It climbs up a rainbow
On a tapestry sun

It weaves me a picture
Thru a looking glass mirror
Over red fields of poppy
Melt away in July

Iridescent balloons
Of snow cones & starlight
Opaline blooms
Rising up in my mind

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You shout of freedom, but it’s you who can’t hear
You brandish sidearms, but whose side are you on
You say you’re a patriot, but acting selfish isn’t a cause
You talk of rights, harming others isn't one of them

Your rights end where the risk to my family’s health begins
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