They’ve walked and they have tantalised themselves to talk of a most upsettingly real AND rIoToUs OrDeaL: nobody knew exactly what they had to do In Fact… to make mountains transform themselves back to mere-eager molehills again.
This was the ultimate case in point of utter and completely commonplace crucifixion, even if.. AND WHEN(!) they do still appear to be listening.. AND watching
AND aforeMENTIONED walking ANNNNNND talking(!!!)
As if the whole wide town, which had been terrifically torn-asunder in the first place iMpRoPerLy and EVER SINce the eager-faced beginning, has been inescapably living their best dreams.. precariously through We…
Just HAVE TO HAVE BEEN FOND AS HELL ON HIGH-WATER OF THIS WONDERFUL LIFE: made-up and gilded to the bones of our artistiCALLy exemplified beings.
We are NOT going to take it anymore, to abhor and dutiFULLY adore and all in equally qualified measurement perhaps – all of these maliciously meanderings of one whole aforementioned WIDEEYED(!?) world
It MUST hurt for angels to grasp and gather the greatest of songs inside of their STRENGTH of wingspan again, when everything came
Crashing and thundering down and to an unannounced and indescribable point of UTTERLY AGONISED mannerisms —
She’s been letting herself think now and in a stress-free, straight and narrow-arrowed line. NO MORE TUMULT-OF-TIME, thanks for barely ever even asking… … …
NO MORE ceaseLESSly crying these salty-tears of a fearless writer because: we have aforementioned wideAWAKE WATCHED her w-i-t-n-e-s-s her very own sense of self belief —
Take on a whole new and beautifully improvised meaning. Keen-eyed, she is
Acting Hahahahaha-hilarious(!!) and on UTTER purPOSE: whenever the words act outrageously aBsUrd, ACTually xx
