PRETTY LITTLE STARS, THERE THEY ALL ARE, THOUGH
WHOLLY PREDISPOSED – AND SOMEWHAT OVER-ACHIEVING AT THIS SINGULAR THING.
CALLED LIFE ON A KNIFE-EDGE.
“MUSCLE-TO-MUSCLE, TOE-TO-TOE – THE FEAR…
Needlessly, constantly over-easy and fixated by this – nocturnally accustomed event
Downright vilified til unspeakably affected
By that – monstrous over-enticement
The bend and the pull and the…
The thump of the far-reaching undergrowth, and an unnatural degree of chaotic chaos precedes the overbearing nature of the grave-digger’s fall
Here is an unmatched girl…
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