medicine of low rise vans, inductioning the infected diseased minds of seconds past, you shall noticed mary jane mixing the medicine of last. Spider to lasting bloodless baits , only to see what awaits. For the heart was pumping, and skips for Jumping. Changing, oh what a feeling, still the rain is left bleeding. the heart to doorstep, babes to keep? Question and questions to mind, who is she to behind, scenes of the crippling sick love's beats, nothingness to burning
and rock to diva of all metals, questioning love me nots as ripping petals. Not from bodies but the bodies of flowers.
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