These people walk with their minds made-up and their eyes and souls about to SetGO AND eXpLoDe(!!) They’ve nestled themSELVES JUST SO VERY WELL actually, and remained ably ready —-

“That thing at the centre of their traversed souls, what SHALL it have been?” But for, an artistic way to spRAY WHAT THEY SAY(..) it in upsetting syllables somehow(?)

Now, so; what have we to do to prove our worth anymore, when all that WE seem to SEE are THESE: burning to the GroundTrees And Other OverExposed&EarthlyElements of

Egotistical and disgusting performance and demonstration by way of these fist-ready AND aimlessly GuiltFree Individuals.. Who seem to speak for the sake of talking to Walls whenever they Fall