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It's not going to stop
I thought that was a bird at first sight, glance of motion, turned out to be a folded natural sheet, aka sinister leaves. I never carry a condom because i have a rough idea of the odds. You are the lonely juge of your behaviour, even if you use one or many gods in the transaction. At such a pace, they all have pity on me. Wise up from Magnolia made me cry. I'm not dating because i mean no harm. Peace will be a blurred surface, a layer of lies. I don't have the drivers to most for your social protocols. Rid of me for a better world. Tomorow is always too soon for me. Felt like a broken answering machine, able to forget who's been calling while hanging up. There's a ghost on the super highway or was that a signal in the hyper market. Still that iterative dream about sliding afloat the ground instead of surrounding pedestrians, who object to that strategy. Must be something social. That goal from Rivaldo for Barcelona against Valencia, 2001, a man in that shirt, he used to be a citizen. Second class funeral, whether you call me general. Smoky smoky caw, i'll give a plastic chair, my little vibe, same the place It grows on you until you discover you are symbians. 30, wordless, avoidance, figure out alone. Being. Out grown. Spare fantasy, can't remember what her lips felt on mine. Last century. Lipstick boy, mystic toy, we shall undercome your lust for existance. Deep, sleep, broken signal, dreamless days. Focus on the flame, the only thing to be blown. Brothers in theory, encounter fake impresionators. Close the farmost farm. I'm after a social repport that reverses the gender based relation. Process, wait and guess. |