We probably preferably held hands with society and sobered our bewildered selves UP Again. It’s a who-the-hell-even-thinks-like-THAT kinda chaotic CONundrum and we will
March to the different beat of ten-million of them-THERE heart-beaten things. She’s helping herself with the state of his soul SOME-MORE… and smouldering amidst Utter Uncertainty anyway. When we’ve
Entered in at the side-door OF COLLAPSED UNDERstandings and abhorred all, ahem, light-weight wh*res who DID NOT EVEN GET TO kNOw: what the heck they’ve gotten their medicated selves into in the tenth-place IMPROPERLY! We
Really wanna understand the uninterrupted hand of an angered and agitated Artist who REALLY hasn’t even been “bellyaching at the seams.” We’ve
Increased the way they say these SERIOUSLY, ahem, serious things to these
Piedmont people of unFORGIVABLE resilience… “please.” And if… maybe… … there really did need to be any more passion placed on pauseREPEAT ((again))…
Then they may as well play the InTuNe pIaNo KEYS ‘tIL TheIr EyES AND minDs— falL
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T and their brains AND best-made MEMOR!ES stay brilliantly THE SAME – “these insanely expressive things with wraparound wings… .”
