DRAGGING THE bones OF A mASTERpEACe back = Love’s Loveliest Labour ———
WHEN.. they think in terms of tens and take tryHARD TRIGONOMETRY TESTS — to…
DRAGGING THE bones OF A mASTERpEACe back = Love’s Loveliest Labour ———
WHEN.. they think in terms of tens and take tryHARD TRIGONOMETRY TESTS — to…
So, yeah. This is OCD. This is what it does. I have to keep on clocking in the time with my head… basically always on fire. By the way,…
I am proud for a multitude of reasons, really. But the main real reason that I will remain forever proud of myself? Because… I did, and still do, this…
((WHEN)) We fled
These wicked LITTLE (WEirdOwideOPEN) windowsills
Of reverberating imbeciles. O-V-E-R-H-E-A-D, overHEARD, AND UTTERLY (*******) COKED-up IN OVERDOSE
technique… .
EASILY DOES IT, PLEASE…
((WHEN)) We did…
From her resolute ribcage (SET TO PULSATE) and they just might prise.. Already self-PREPARATORY, STORY-FUELLED eyes – “so damn-dastardly w!!!!!!!!!!der THAN LIFE On a (COMFORTABLY) curtailed knife-EDGE!!”
We…
They’ve been taking
The time to turn
The IMMEDIACY-OF-key RIGHT_ROUND to please… all these people
with their undercurrent of utterly uncertain DETERMINATIONS == we’ve EVEN been borrowing BoJangles appetite for a LUST-fuelled…
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