FIND
FIND
The eyed ideas I wander, are cooked.
I have little faith in what the sheep have to 'Baa'
Like hand to mouth I receive everyone's earwax up my sleeve like sheer lacks slacking geared up facts
slapin
Noise
Signs
Metallic animals
a flatulent poison whisper soft swifts sifting drifts drip volatile dedgration
to the rift of my natural smell senses.
Somehow the Federal funds funerals for corporate slimes
wicked federations speak men’s appeal to the disturbed menstruations of a floating dime. A vomiting desire to attack these speeding creatures
to tear their scare of racing dares even dignity.
Ignorance blissfully reaps the sleeps of those aware.
What is this?
Words
A symbol description like nimble
To litter is a shrine to those who mutter nine
Like the vampires butchered victim,
screams are muted by the bounties of desire.
Why matter?
Like lines live how vines of ivy give
With every climb a mind to dine with the botany of time.
When the trees escape our worries
Woes will turn Off limits cause this funky sense of Lime
aint so sublime.
The eyed ideas I wander, are cooked.
I have little faith in what the sheep have to 'Baa'
Like hand to mouth I receive everyone's earwax up my sleeve like sheer lacks slacking geared up facts
slapin
Noise
Signs
Metallic animals
a flatulent poison whisper soft swifts sifting drifts drip volatile dedgration
to the rift of my natural smell senses.
Somehow the Federal funds funerals for corporate slimes
wicked federations speak men’s appeal to the disturbed menstruations of a floating dime. A vomiting desire to attack these speeding creatures
to tear their scare of racing dares even dignity.
Ignorance blissfully reaps the sleeps of those aware.
What is this?
Words
A symbol description like nimble
To litter is a shrine to those who mutter nine
Like the vampires butchered victim,
screams are muted by the bounties of desire.
Why matter?
Like lines live how vines of ivy give
With every climb a mind to dine with the botany of time.
When the trees escape our worries
Woes will turn Off limits cause this funky sense of Lime
aint so sublime.
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