This tainted manifest stalks the blue flowing electro-therapy while exited elves eat krovvy dripping painting the staind glass looking through the devil, who resides in Georgia as of last Saturday evening. Analyzing the stratified semblance to this "green" innosence of all-knowing delight circumvented from the gnats buzzing the gelatinus comments pouring pricelessly pondering psychological and harmonic disposition. Theatric thrashing throwing slick slaves sloshing around in the deep, deep depths of sensual and intimate soulful subways travelig through the soul burning hallways tumbling in the throws of intimidation dissolving the Icelandic making the suade shoes the chosen wear only on the wet weekends wet with water whisping over the weary winds of delightened enthusiasts eloping the Oedipist gigging in the dark side of everything banned from blowing the venue to pieces slowly dissembling erroneous extra Altoids freshening up and coloring the bassline of the bitch looking in the glass reflecting moreso than any mirror going to town on all that superceededs most, but not all creating the elitist fashion most turnbuckles turned against the rest. |
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Comments
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I've aged and aged since the first page.
I've lived every line that you wrote.
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What is this, a Fellini film?
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ich heiße nene
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