Saturday, August 22, 2009

words constructing beats

Venomous eyes lied to try to feed, she and he could never be, but tea for two would have to do, crude jokes, rude folks, you hoax.
Listen lovely, lights above me, heavens shining for the being, fleeing from the chum and his ugly persona. Fleeing for the run and his 4 door Honda. 21st century, bury me, bury me, bury me,

she screamed.

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