What if we think they’ve been meddling with the end of a Tornado and drowning their sorrows like WiseEyed Neanderthals AnYWaY. She’s trusting in the things which sleep til they wish to sing. They even
Make broken DreaMs reMaterialise: “oh my, how she went and made it all UP all along anyway. We’ve underestimated ourselves again and even made ourselves inevitABLY rhyme with the shyness of cHimInG TimE, and if she’s really going to get herself elected then she’ll have to —
Make a semi-deal with the DeV!l’s unOFFICIAL advocate.” She’s into the involvement of having been beautifully TilTeD at the strength of the string. Seems she did something that Noone else can DARE to BeliEve. She transformed her mind into a merry~go~round even IF it’s been
Bent and broKen at the seams. And what if: “we drew the blood that never hurt anyone?”
