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My brother, what becomes of a trap when pressure takes the form of a woman, in other words, that is unreleased entirely by jaws.
The primary whiskey eluded the deception I could imagine walking with the tears that coiled from unraveling,
The Beast within her flaws.
In the pit of ditches screams call help for visions as no sight of relief calms down,
Lavishes of the action that took hold of the contractions inside the climax of the town,
Another body alive but dead leaving the scene of the crowd allowing forces to take control,
Crumbling terms of extra rice falling from the local cuestick pole,
A vacation in the summer alarm of the butterflies spreading the pollen in the air,
Speeding past a 100 taking it all in the impact of pockets we share,
Rows of the plush melted fluttered in dust porch footstools mocked the origin of nature,
One step in front of those behinds giggling he is gonna get U,
Silly it is that we keep on pumping as if we get what we want,
Integrity values nothing making from those who cant see the haunt.
