electric negativity travels fast a subterranian senate make the decisions to last uncovering mythical desire with lighting bolts a structure that has lasted centuries make haste towards the end unsheathe sword, cut then mend i felt it coming for miles but my legs could not move fast enough premeditated transplant to prepare for the future was tough advance towards the sun push on past the breakers alone i march through windstorms ive already had sand in my blood to drown it out is the norm we all know this although too cliché for my age behold the new him
Posted on: Wed, 25 Jun 2014 00:56:54 +0000
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