Something lets me know when you’re simply slippin’ like a ghost put upon the road – sprinting at me…
Cursably good – Be rather rude not to upsettingly interrupt
This living, seething, broke-down anomaly named a crying shamed thing
‘Twud be far too good…
Snuggled and surreptitiously left on repetitive repeat again. Seems he has seemingly seen too many things to ever get to set his genius lyricist’s heart furthermore apart. Have…
A break in the loincloth line and she’s attempting something whole brand new again. Causes these utensils to stop…
these 8 am. wake-up calls were causing her complete shock to an otherwise alarm-free system. her bearings, once quick smart and real, now and seemingly forever left…
A monumental moment of hardy organisation, until…the claustrophobic atmosphere prepares itself just so goosey again. Please. A mightily resplendent overreaction shall need to necessitate itself just so…
yes, there it is indeed – a heavenly place wherein The membrane goes to explain
a thing of ten thousand afterthoughts, we really outta attempt to…
A robotically
enhanced man – with copper-faced vitality red-ribbon-accorded right through, both you and I
He has been mechanically stacked with-in impenetrable ink – a…
She is a quarter of a whore only a full-on masterpiece at that – met with individually succinct animosity…
Break these pretty little curtailing borders please – make them make insidious sense of themselves
BrEAk thEsE bOrdErs plEAsE – mAkE thEm mAkE sEnsE Of thEmsElvEs jUst thIs OnE tImE (On hIgh EArth, plEEEEEEAsE)
OffIcIAlly AsIde AlmIghtIly (INCuMBeNT And) sIdEwIndIng – And It…
A professionally abrupt indentation of the nimblequick finger and these wraparound artists are wholeheartedly concentrated upon a particularly continuous…
A natural inclination to hold its yearning, earning, burning gaze takes uttermost precedence, and then, so sudden and piercingly…
Hard-catered for – woundup woundabout nuisance of a sweet little besmirching thing that it is, was… still ceaselessly persists at being
Albeit gently does it now…
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