Been conceivin' there's a reason that my mind-full brain is bleedin' : body's heavin for a freein'.
It's the season for the tee-in, no more teasin'- don't believe'em with their treason, they just theivin', wrapped in grievin'.
I ain't leavin' though.
Its the original,
cynical,
clinical,
principle--
In this digital, the criminal is fixable, all fictional is biblical expecting instant miracles from minimizing minimals.
You're formidable! An unforgivable individual smothering stress in a cigarette box..
Throw out all your lung-glocks, they're voice-locks building stock for that day that you drop.
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