Monday, February 13, 2017

Bark can be fire, it can also be cinnamon

A collapse became an expansion
   Hauling first        and only

           Nothing but the lie
And the           Lie is wasted  but known
        no back skin  saved from blood or jizz    One should be thankfull   of the black have       having you Halving everyone         and taking everything?          suns' think is let me feel your defense And    if it is clever you will prosper.                     The manic makeup     power prothetics do not see the powder blistering everything else  in trigger pull    sun blaze war line    blind   waist not want to smoke death blind line construct reject trousers to sustain the bark that brought us hear
As did the   ones in civil war

                   nor the powder blanketing eyes and face to own face while killing ones self while owning ones own face as it is is or has has
In its own thought        makes  every      sedition distance feeling powder Taking nothing but the lie

                            The other is light     
        and growth and      light and defense         gift and measure           All can be known in time and gift                                and we all work for a living               your lies could not effect the flowers until recently          is not 
        Hendrix bone        Believe this  
Even though it was also arguably a cattle call             
             No pence in penance boast or bet is better then               there a natural human with eyes and lips       
            Yet toos'      calf    must be counted to waist to feel in sacrifice        one must eat After  all.            
      They think  that just because i like beat and click and sound that I      are also comfortable with  manic duvas of robotic work 
   it is true one
That might be a debt I own to the sun but not you.

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