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Words for the Shattered like Glue Reality is dry and the fortune lies all come to see the great fight, they leave with a sigh of words making light. Drowning into the softer lives livers make better friends than devils... The real seem to great to make sense and the rest just take what makes sense. Evidence shows that it’s just another show and the brightest mink is another foe, the only jinx, the first to go and I have been here for whatever likes to bend... A feel of some taken to trials but only up on charges of survival, a lending means to a freedom well. Go now with liens on your own spell for it is a tremendous boulevard to a loud hail and the signs are to worn to never fail... Just see the weeping rise all about the forgotten strives. Leads on the ties that bind the cries here, hear the bell that’s broken and doesn’t like to dive. All the fresh sought a crest on the demise but never wanted the words to have strife... For a take on poetry spies a cake for the urns ashes to dirt. The sights are set on blowing truth to the skies. Never knew the leader was a liar! What ever, it makes another side on the sty and I hate to think it comes to just a petty desire! |
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