She stands a hapless mess – this stressfully enlarged existence has anonymously been waging a most unawares war upon her absolute goddamn none too resolute everything

She holds the whispering light either way forth, whilst these tears roll right by her desperately subtle mildewed exterior

For she has been rotting, and against her own utmost unawares volition

This time she’s gone too far – I told you

She holds it in her hands she feels it feckless within her toes
This can be miraculous amidst something utterly, disastrously, seen to be nonetheless oh so fucking beautiful

Soon as she shuts her mouth, smiles in my eyes and knows who you are

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