could do with a little less i am even eating less to get rid of the belly you dislike so much starving myself for you my sweet i am wasting away in the corner stop trying to change me i am not trying just communicating thoughts and feeling and the data the sully body is picking and kicking up on the airwaves would like to hear from you close but different perspective that post modern no indifference to difference now taste it on your head get down on the ground have a look at it from here flipping the expectation the disappointment in the eyes the playing with the animals the scaredy cat the flashback now the opinions axe work to cut you slice in half jump into the snow get out there on the street a false step getting a little jerked around tune back into the blues of the fifth column what again is the only need four right fifth is the one that springs up over night when you are asleep looking through the face the teeth behind the teeth a precursor to death
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