They did not do it because they can but that they REALly ((well and truly)) had to and have to – tell ’em all INSIDE OF TRIANGULAR DISSUASION TECHNIQUE, INDEED, of the WH!TE-lies in the whole-wide sincerest_of_sinking_cities DOWN ON ITS beautiful KNEES with its
Pity perched PRAGMATICALLY… “again?!??!” against these people’s pedestrianized, pockmarked BrAInS, “PLEASE!” She took herself ((AND HER BLAME)) automatically away from all of these aforementioned SAID AND FERRIED pedestrianized (PEOPLE) and HEAVILY_disguised herself and hers – in UTTER upside-down turmoil, all lukewarm to their CREDIT-FIRST, evening-time smiles BUILT ======= for — “Blue Belt City miles!” Kept inside of a SCREAMING landscape that dries its mesmeri(ZZZ)ed mind every-other-night… … is to fall precioUSly back in-love immediately, “please,” inside of windswept, largely-KEPT-clean Crystalized-Eyes of a syringe’s lopsidedly decided demise
We will alarm ourselves ANYWAY and ANy_wHiCh_Way ThAT w _E mischievously cAN(‘t!!) HaNdLE come the COMPLAINING morning-time MEETS WITH HER UPSIDE-DOWN, OVER-THE-TOP, mouth-first destiny = to nEARLY… gleeFULLY arise with all of these dutifully ENLARGED descriptions (OF HIDDEN PEOPLE) sleeping halfway INSIDE
Of NarrowAlley MInDS, MIGHT BE RATHER ELECTRIFYINGLY NICE
If some bad mad daft bastard eventually went IN THE END.
about placing it (ALL) inside
Of their upside down LopSidED demise: “LIVES INSIDE OF A BOOK CALLED LIFE” even if THEY had to live it out LOW for now Like a privately satisfied Mouse in the LOUDEST HOUSE!!! And not knowing the difference between chalk and cheese
