She’s being a little big_bit_bitchy as hell (AGAIN) and holy-hell
Fighting to understand these hands dressed in DELECTABLE_daggers. Was she REALLY into the exact same version of yet another person and thinking of her long_lost son and somersaulting across The WHOLE_W!!!!!!!!!!!!!DE_World With Her Mind_On_Fiercesome_FIRE anyway??
We seem to like to hold_the_mic AKIN TO UNCONTROLLABLE EEJITS and make electrical-sense somehow
Of all these drenched_in_utter_insignificance people who steer their ‘MASTERFUL’ brains
DUTIFULLY_INTO_THE_distorted_DARKNESS OF THE happiest life imagined. A Lopsided Tragedy, “yes and immediately plEASE!” AND ONLY_EVER_minus a single_livid_seething_smile THAT WILL STAY ALL OF THE WHILE!!! “We weren’t even counting the delectable daggers LIVING_LIVELY_inside of our crossfire_of_KIND_minds when she ended_up_OVERenth_USING the
utterly BEAUTIFUL afterthoughts HAPPILY happening WITHIN THE STEEPED VERSION OF THEIR BEAUTIFULLY_BRUISED_BRAIN —- until they UNASHAMEDLY sink_AND_SWIM IDIOSYNCRATICALLY, ahem, “outside of themselves (YET) again!” And absolutely only_ever_UP_until
The rhyme Ran_Itself_IRREPARABLY_Rancid — and ragamuffin meticulously!MATCHED with a smile called irreparably PERFECT and crafted from
creAtive – and held hands held happily. We’ve been cracking the safe and calling it collapsed anyway
