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ray briars So many made to contraverse while the dispersing of fellow channel flippers flicker the light even dimmer, go figure the action was left to poses and a simple vogue... The crutch helped but I'll be more subtle in stealth rehab with my coalition of weak ankles and makeshift scars for wrists. Think don't act? Be the acapella on spool and bring all vices to tighten on the enlightened, more rays than UV's and ozone holes in the melatone. Skin layed to stretch like mixed messages all to be the found then lost sold like the bought... an heir choking in the loft trying to speak as if wings were cheap! DAMN belief it reaches morals without books and touches without connecting, drowning the sound like ashes down to the filter and I still have the feeling there is more to pilfer. Note to self don't stand on anything because the platform is the masses and the rope erases self from forced cohesion. To all at the file eroding their own, go for broke and walk through the smoke coheres to this urge to tangle a single tongue to toss along... May I hail Mary just down to the stature of sinner turned saint now non-believer? My mask bakes and takes the sounds purpose to a third eye observance. Tremble upon turbulences simple swells to contusions if only obstructions could make conjunctions puncture tracheas, and with the tundra comes the failing of everything but falling. More to the adding of sour with swallowing each day as a flask... breast pocket acknowledging that nicotine flavor for matters of fact... it's like Ray Briars left next to the tracks. |
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