Blog PostsFriends | Bloghe said/what is hs bn.under t light" I ain't a kid.. so I dont need nobody to be perfect"... .Russell Brand.. *a kid sees thru the innocent lenses.. the covered up lenses by adult failure and sin. Ha..I think I gave myself the know it all badge.. Whilst trying to give it to. Someone else... Oh ha oh wellher shouldersindecent decency corrupted in the mix.. the skies are bare and the wind is full the illness flies like an eagle wings expanded and eyes aimed the rarity of the connection falls like a blanket of the shoulders of hellthe calming of your nervesbird .. calls outits chirp sharp. the cats ear bends the sun is torturing us a beautiful we are taking it bird .. flies.. its wings ... a freedom so raw the hair did it rest a redher body, was something such crave in the belly of their lusting ragethe skin perfect and soft as pedal of a rose, her eyes piercing to the soul... so passionate as she views out the grass is dead in the May ground sheep sleep.. no count! its out loud, blood on the playground, im off bound, everything seems so slow now.. whence was so fast in the mornings of blue ... the august mutant air is filled with shame and repent, the maggots feasting agree so with their existence, i am persistent as this feeling stretches so vigorously, expands so selfishly into the tomorrow that will never ever ever come as she opens her lips to just say hello to me my face glows. i am overloaded with happiness... her dakr skinned queen with the red hair Deck.kissTwinkle.. Twankle.. Tweek tweek goes. The star that death did devour.. The system In your Garden has rot..TIME. TO RAISE A GLASS AND START A NEW. SYSTEM.. maybe one. Not. So loud.. With souls out.. And not. Sold. Out.. Crowds.. Watermelon dreaming... Of kissing the deck. Of cards.. Whilst in the north the cards play you and kiss u goodbye ..I eat some holy meat.I eat me. Some.... Smoked. Guaridan angelPhuck the title.nameHer tongue is cut off Viciously..she walks crooked. And uneasy.. Her dreams of being have a severed head.. Nevermind the body.. Reconstructed the soul into a Frankenstein reboot of a systematic display of strength and magic that rub against the walls of its room.. .it levitates.. Magically into a. Position of extinctionShe goesAnd about is the cruel world.... She dwells in it not.. Catastrophe in her bare feet.. Her mouth. Opened... a Song is Poured. The words stirred.. She dwells in it not..She dwells in it Not.. For it is not to be dwelled upon.. Imaginary safenessGust of wind take away this pain.. Middle of the knot in soul.. Free. Me. Free her free him. Free it.. Do. It. Take. It and do what u will. To. Make. It never come. Back :knot in gale wanted to put then. Met abbigaleforce |