There were ways of making it seem undiluted but stILL the truth
In this peculiar LYING MOTHER-effing instance. Stance-points strenuously taken and all angles and ages AND ranges of puerile people
Peppered in antagonisation. It’s beaten itself to death and it still will walk to a drumbeat, ahem… “BELL!!” There’s a tantalised theory occurring for her and it seems slightly interested in being interrogated by these
Headstrong people of pedantic pandemonium perhaps. “We won’t really wanna entice over-excited eyes anymore in case they manage to lose The Height of their… ahem, everlasting REASONINGS!!” All ears also TO-BE brazenly and blatantly reckoned with. It’s strangely exciting for her to have
Taken it all on from a once-upon-a-lopsided point of “PHEW!!!” And they cannot forget to remain The Foggiest People With Headstrong Swan-songs Happening inside their
Elegantly automatic minds. “We will interfere with the interfering inner interrogations occurring inside our island-of-mind {this time, Tumultuous As You All Are}. We will EVEN decide against – again?? – evening old scores FOR THE SAKE OF BRUISING YET ANOTHER FOLDED-ATOP-OF-ITSELF BRUISE.” And
Even when, “AND IF”, the rhyming scHeMe is fucKing Lopsided, too, that’s because she chose to choose = a batteringRAM CALLED WORDS to restore
“what’s purposeFULLY yOURS??”
