I no longer care about fashion because of old-fashioned flavours! Rid yourself of your newfound susceptibility to new fashions, who cares only for the telltale signs of appearances! The reconciliation of interests may soon suffer from a difference of tastes! What does the exceptionalist trend mean?! Have we stopped noticing others simply by their dress code, so that we can mix with the sophisticated, elegant elite?

The Acts and the Sacrifices are thus placed together, in a conspiracy, in a pretended stalemate, for fear of what the patrician public would say if many of them showed their teeth! - And if the superficiality of the health-obsessed, all-embracing superficiality is enough to make you very nervous; it might be a problem-solver to try to see the exceptional One among many like him! In the glass of curved mirrors, even difference looks different!

In penultimate glances, can the Good Friends of Faith be recognised?! Gyugyok and Timotheus Tikitakik?! - Already in every respect there lurks silently the cold rejection withheld; a conceited misunderstanding cleaves their heads and may yet keep them in cage-captivity! An imperial rank of impossible dreams, that someday Someone or Something will do without them all! Even now some conscious distrust is spreading among them!

More interesting has become every cheap-fangled sensationalist Celebrity-pilot; peaceful at-home sit-at-home conversations with sticky masses of secrets, instead of messages from sinking airships!

Like a shipwrecked, he clings to unknown shores on the last soul, but he may never reach shore; my throat was hoarse silently many times and my voice continued to sound like a muffled sigh! As a rodent worm for my heart attack-stressed soul, the greedy and insatiable Compulsion settles like this! I would have to, even if I had to be selfish for myself, sure of Man
 
survive! The haunting moonlight tattoos my face like shards of silent shadows! And while you ask, asking with jagged tentacle teeth useless, "What happened to you?!" "The sure answer will be written on the trenches of my wounded Face if the glass bead of True Beads trembles again in my soul!"
 
My broken body guards the burdens of tough-konokan and what many discover on me as a redemptive smile - Suffering! I feel like he is howling every day with the intention of squeezing my muscles, numbing Nirvana-Dark, erupting from the depths of Executioner of times! I am already struggling with selfish, selfish pride: how could the man-trying burdens of this Being be better solved?! Suicide - if there was one - didn't even hit a wooden stick! I cling to the consoling-hopeful shreds of blissful days like this; I stare terribly at the Report with trembling blood-eyes! The Nobody's House, which slowly frees me from everything and deliberately lootes it!
 
Wandering, fast stigma-Souls are plagued by coding, vile evenings: it would be good to unravel the chains of my ominous pains to be redeemed - I listen in the present pregnant fog of the bottomless cavity of Time that it gapes Damocles executioners.

Female Eden smiles sparkle toward my wounded Soul; in the depths of my purple heart, tamed monsters purr obediently! In the jungle of my dreams, I remember the superstitious play of mischievous eyes laughing at the subconscious night inside! His eyelashes fluttered gracefully like the wing-dance of night butterflies; the earthly, classic Beauty flew like a pillar! My empty evenings are buzzing around wasp stars! I never tore up the superstitious fruits of forbidden gardens, but I wanted to caress them kindly!
 
I was attacked by jealous, flame-burning Cherubim who could only flirt overnight with the immortal crumbs of Happiness while wasting the treasures of the beautiful Universe! "Lions and tigers farm under our gardens, while deep-seated beasts are waiting for their prey!" How can we stay again Humans if in this Age of barbaric usa the idiot Stupidity alone thrives ?!
 
The sadness of the passing Being is therefore torn to us at every moment and the cranky Time is mercilessly swept away! "I'm a spark, and yet Alien forces can smash it at any time!" Yet my soul embraces the changing Universe and vibrates with it for a single beat! Space statelessness often rumbles over me and makes me account! Can all finite human stories be heard, or are celebrities just remembered ?! - Graffiti crashing into a sensation-hungry society!
 
The stimuli of escapes in the soul must have already infected the deeds of the Prophets! The phlegmatic stupid indifference is grouped into unconditional reflexes.

Dreamwalking Reality-mistaken alleys stumbles and deliberate devil-convulsions the Third; signs of mistaken madness are visible! Vulnerable man's shadow may be deliberately transgressed by bargaining bargainers, treacherous cops! More and more whispers of odd eccentrics sink the beginning of creative days into baseless mood-setting!

Collapsed hoppers leap like grasshoppers in a dance of the Spirit's march, restraining itself even the puffed-up All! And in all pseudo-news there stands the possibility, as a vocal, obscene-music to be shouted with full throats! The infinite depth of needle is scarcely to be sought and discovered! Money and luxury have become the new age's newest pseudo-god! From the pits of endangered credulities Only the curve of descent can be described! In the melodious pauses of melodious raindrops, mood-steam is created: a rainbow graveyard as a consequence of precise interplay!

A series of secret was-nots! In the conscious moments of wakefulness, superstitious eyes also perform a total-entire cross-country; with a reverse change of style, they could even cling to the pieces of fabric of a rathartic, proud reality! Among the murderous impulses rooted in inequality, the traitor changes hands for the umpteenth time!  They may think: a series of crushing, bans will solve everything! No one thinks of going down the road of reconciliation of interests!

Some desperate, fierce impulse, Some exasperated temper, with many handfuls, Has gathered in us; from fierce hatred A simple word of help is seldom heard! The sound of indigestible preaching is carried abroad by a howling wind! From fire-breathing, roaring throats Peace can seldom spring! A cheap legion of micro-quakes of small lateness goes forth, Even sneaking suspicion-men are cut down! Some secret flame of love should be planted anew in the hearts of men, to blossom again!


High-energy vibration-sounds, soughing at high freckles, in cacophonous alarms, frighten us needlessly! Stubborn dissent is better off as a sneaking thief, searching and searching for only forgotten and non-acute experiences! This degenerate, degenerate civilization is being measured again by the new, profiteering distribution of material wealth! Ladies of ebony body, like enthusiastic, exotic consumer-mediums, dance out of a vegetating, man-wrecked existence; nor should the dignity-laws of the Golgotha-service be violated by outward, parade-like celebrations!


Under beams of eyebrows carved in stone, redeeming love might once have been born at any time, and the superstitious, smiling Deity sought to quench his ardent passions with kisses: from cordial meetings, whoever feared or dreaded ***, might boldly flee! - Wonderful knives of noble steel glide flickeringly sly on the frightened faces of petal-crystal gazes; the wing-cracking of night-butterflies is heard hesitatingly even in the deserted doorway!

From the torn stillness of nights it rips with a thunder, A capricious edge, a wide tear of memory's storms! Rust-resistant, twisted honey-coloured pitch bubbles, While from the distance some forlorn desert of stone Seems to rise and rise in search! Purple Sisyphean rocks teach patience, and mature silence for themselves, To prophet-wise, and to those who pass through themselves!

Sunyin yet ***** the end-shadow of the red-skinned skeleton-sidereptile, declaring war on the screeching flocks of ravens! Let the well-known, acute or even trivialised lies begin: the obligatory, preaching holy commandment of saving lives, and unworthy, reengineered echo-songs that the mouldy plaster on the walls of our health care system is getting more and more rotten, and the cracks in the wards are growing! - We can only rarely count on the kind attention of our mortal, and therefore evolving, brother states!

A swarm of pigeons, falling from low heights, splashes over our heads, and some would sell the final product for sweets, if it were all that could be gained by the deliberate explosion of sound they themselves create, to enliven their wealth, the truth they have dripped is clogged up! The proliferation of idiotic, idiotic exceptionalism in a self-expanding space is incomprehensible; idiotic constructions should be replaced by stable and balanced production instead of the brainlessness of oligarchs!

Caravan routes often **** in the lost man if he is not careful! Self-righteously, who can still dare to swing stubbornly confidently in people's tin-can ring cannot remain in his honesty!

Female Eden smiles sparkle toward my wounded Soul; in the depths of my purple heart, tamed monsters purr obediently! In the jungle of my dreams, I remember the superstitious play of mischievous eyes laughing at the subconscious night inside! His eyelashes fluttered gracefully like the wing-dance of night butterflies; the earthly, classic Beauty flew like a pillar! My empty evenings are buzzing around wasp stars! I never tore up the superstitious fruits of forbidden gardens, but I wanted to caress them kindly!
 
I was attacked by jealous, flame-burning Cherubim who could only flirt overnight with the immortal crumbs of Happiness while wasting the treasures of the beautiful Universe! "Lions and tigers farm under our gardens, while deep-seated beasts are waiting for their prey!" How can we stay again Humans if in this Age of barbaric usa the idiot Stupidity alone thrives ?!
 
The sadness of the passing Being is therefore torn to us at every moment and the cranky Time is mercilessly swept away! "I'm a spark, and yet Alien forces can smash it at any time!" Yet my soul embraces the changing Universe and vibrates with it for a single beat! Space statelessness often rumbles over me and makes me account! Can all finite human stories be heard, or are celebrities just remembered ?! - Graffiti crashing into a sensation-hungry society!
 
The stimuli of escapes in the soul must have already infected the deeds of the Prophets! The phlegmatic stupid indifference is grouped into unconditional reflexes.

Is there anything moving in the redemptive descent? Discover the exfoliated tears on the retinal lines of broken eyes with compassionate regret! As the smaller beetles glide apart, a hesitant giant-foot tramples on them by chance! The given, idyllic anthill can hardly receive regular travelers and contemplatives back into its bustling community! In the gaping lap of depths - only they can know - undivided Dreams graze!
 
The blood-boiling instinct-greed of visceral possession is only the exception! - From the micro-world below, where can murderous virtue be measured by certain methods? - The chattering company of loosely swinging golden boys and chirping kittens has never seduced; there, many people blamed emotional ammunition for luring exploited defenseless people and believing! Are the reports left to themselves simply because Someone always betrays them with words?
 
Deliberate yawns in deep dark gaps, however, cannot dissolve; the redemptive gaze of self-forgotten serenities can no longer be forced on the other! Greed became an indestructible umbilical cord: as many gains as possible in the jingling pockets of compromisers; but even the only comedians of Judas who are now giving themselves up are all sneezing or lurking! Secret doors open to everyone, only the secrets can be kept by the Spirit alone!
 
Is it too much to envy overstretched reciprocity? You’re forced to wear the shower spikes of mutual compromises on purpose if you want something more out of life.

In the memories of broken Hells, our luck and grief often turn; If we are looking for a friend and an enemy, we are already investigating! The Dark sends us non-bargaining Morse signs from another, unknown world! The beating gods of the Heart have lost their favor many times! Being, like a water jug filled to the brim, pulls us deep! The blinding of dogs of conscience echoes all the way to the shells of our listening ears! In our dreams of Sisyphus, every stone and rock recreates itself as a judgmental judgment!
 
Anxiety moved as a single body in us! In Congo space, our gift-fortune strikes here and there: the reaping laurels of silent opportunity were not reserved for us by the little kings of Being! In the long hours of our loneliness, we should first deal with atrophy together! The retained heat waves of memories hardly hurt anymore, yet they are necessary for us to reconcile with ourselves!
 
The familiar unrest swirled round and round! A stone block of silence breathes in our heads; we were forced to measure the night with bouncing weights! Our windows, still guarding our consciences, testify to our minds of fog-piercing Truths when asked! It is also a fertile, silent envelope flowing to our pounding hearts; all goodbyes converge as an outer glaze! Our predictable stick dreams are less and less alerting us to emergencies; the final formula for deprived expulsion is suicidal intent; direct inaccuracy appropriates instinctive
 
our senses and makes us back down! Conscious sleepers can't even wake up with the muffler! Our prodigal souls have become overturned trash; among perishable treasures, when can we finally find treasures?!

Underworld, obscene galaxy underworld catacombs; mazes without entrances! They did it themselves with disappointed prophetic votes! We drag the swearing with ourselves! We are constantly clinging to an extended presence! The fleeing Time is no longer pursued by anyone; a ghost death leap or somersault mortuary pirouette should be performed so that they can finally pay attention to ourselves! Is the loss survivable?
 
Insidious nights lined up in a sleepless moonlight; a terrifying tick-tangle imitates somewhere in a circled clock! Vulnerable human wrecks like undulating leaves fall into the shadows of Nothing every day! “You could only feel like a yellow sponge deep in your chest when the beating heart was offended; fancy Celebs chattered about their *** life spread out in silly shows! Factory chimneys also became crows hanging upside down; it would also be good to demolish the brick piles arranged next to each other!
 
One can hardly pay attention to the friendly voices that want to talk even in a tangled underworld noise; in the force field of lost vulnerability, everyone deforms into a weak coat-shadow! The tearful magic of your breathing eyes torn by fire! A whirlwind light swirling behind you! Guards' detached aura can barely be guarded by budding eye-stars! "They will commit your sins because they cannot bear them, even as the culture-sanctuary will be for ignorant judges and beasts, while the delivering Prophets will be strangled by insidious snakes!"

You are always in the way of someone; even though you have been a maze for a long time! True Beads falling from your scratched eyes are not picked up by a handful of human Goodness and Compassion! The disasters of presence in the maze will walk your hidden instincts on your way! You want to find yourself at last while you know you can’t satisfy every wish; and you cannot remain an uninhabited house in your bitter loneliness! "The cover is on you, and fear is staring at you with the ruffles of your coat shadow!" Worn part of this present day, you are still benefiting from the Presence!
 
Are “some” tasting your sensitive self with spike critiques destined for death, or are they just cunningly playing with you? The wise stones of your mind are listening under the weight of your thoughts! Will there be a guiding thread in you that will lead you out of the prison area of your life with will and recovery ?! - You would cling to the Half Time with your teeth and nails; you should not become a memory of yourself!
 
Your heart has been surrounded by the intention of immortal happiness, and the Memory will remain with you as an unpleasant odor; decomposes into parts as utilizing nutrients in Time! There is hardly any left Man who would forgive the hesitation of the fallen on your sad face! It is very difficult to re-learn the art of laughter; it would be bearable to lie that empathy tolerance helps everyone.

The mistake of Ordas minions in the mists will challenge even the beaten Time! As a private worm, perhaps we are all seeking redemptive refuge! Anything can be lost in everyone, because the Saints are proud and hyenas, and the Angels are killing cedars! One can only encounter one who is left alone with caring Dear gazes; the prostitution of Betrayal is already affecting everyone - this is how we are fleeing inward to the snowfall! Black cubes are guarded by the energy of the body and it is not possible to prepare enough for a stunning doctor attack whipped with envious eyes!
 
Fists of gorilla heads on the destroyed pillar of the intellect - now that's the trend! He got closer to the unintelligible behaviors of Neanderthal s Cro-Magnoni! Compulsive silence also settles devastatingly on more eloquent Prophets if they cannot profess according to their Culture; a series of bullet-strewn words filled with jealousy strike the night - and missed again, as so often the sincere apology that destroys the Man and the cuddly child inside! It would be good to break out of the impossibility of Life and move to another Reality! One day, all that remains is a selfish reflection! Large thick lines of prohibition collide with blood vessels overzealous in the body; they pull themselves deeper and deeper and it is not possible to question with ultrasound whether the embryo is okay? The life-giving Universe is selected from a sliding, white material!
 
The condensed Silence still runs like a pea-eyed dread on our backs! "Stray over your head at night while you try to sleep.

How much easier it would have been without the memory of the humiliated gymnastics, which, with the whipping of executioner ropes, haunted new targets every day with fear of death; only a few could understand the Truth of the present out of blood-soaked eyes! All human Judgments and murders could be measured against these only then; finally, every insidious glance was already a murderous thorn in our vulnerable hearts and we sobbed doomed to lonely orphanage like alamus, pathetic worms while we looked down at our own soul wells, gathering courage!
 
We could hardly hear that any of us had committed suicide because they could not bear the stigma-wounding evils of their bachelors! The writing campaigns also started with Executioner jokes! In a treadmill world, magnified evil also seems bigger, scarier! *****-smiled male pillars practiced slap-dancing times until the “others” could learn how to serve and pit at the same time ?! Washed, washed clothes also had to be reused, and the torn Budmilos bag cost a lot!
 
There could have been no pathetic chance for the Guardian to escape the apocalypse of everyday terrorist hells to Infinity! They were forced to tolerate the pain of the usurper as a lifeless object; the sentient Spirit was as much drained as the foreign matter from the tendons of skeletal bones!

We are already stumbling more and more crustly into the idle Infinity, and we are rooted in a wooded mood; the vulnerable Soul is damaged anyway and the Will-pulled bodies eventually give up anyway! Distorting ratios are not dwarfed - but they increase by division! The dream of everything is a silent wilderness! It’s hard to cling to the forgiving power of chance, just like a smile close to a ditch! The Vacuum still exists in sheer space, even though there is no one to capture or fill it! There is always just a kind of alarming, internally warning selfishness!
 
It is becoming more and more difficult to look wolfishly and flirt with sincere Truth; the usual, homely Death is staring at us! Fear s Pain beats as expelled; the murderous silence devours our loneliness and the fact excites us that we can't get any closer to solving it! It takes place in the body and in the brain and produces some strange, chemical reaction! What we have become thickens into what really hurts! Every level you start leads to the darkness of the impossible! In the depths of restless souls it is difficult to live in peace!
 
Our shiver scale scans us all the way to our vertebrae and back! If we are helpless with the formula for solving situations in our heart chamber, there is a risk of explosion. In the hourglass press, the tiny grains trample each other orphan; they're in a hurry somewhere! The border is watching the barrier of the Spirit and often stirring underworld dust! Shards of self-digesting blood are also falling…

It is becoming more and more difficult to desecrate and die; Every roast pigeon word adopted for the Word can only be left on cracked lips! A meaningful conversation is interrupted and an embarrassing silence begins with a raging one! He forces himself into evasions as if he were being ***** by Honesty! - In well-washed Pilate hands, they land like cheap glue banknotes; bribery rates! The Truth itself became a nailed, leaking wound; bleeding constantly on its own! Confession, because you are forced to betray yourself more and more often!
 
As a god, the conscience is shattered from within: "Why did you have to choose an easier, served path ?!" "Incomprehensible will binds you and shackles your mind so that you can act!" Silent wounds and yawning cries can remain just instead of selfless help! In tumbling bodies, the watch clings to the dull beat of drums; as a sign of attention, everyone nods, though they may not know what Promised? In the cavity of black holes, how should we listen to horns? - Rolling Mirror-How to look back from Time so that the personality can no longer be distorted!
 
Arrivals should be received with crowded Judas pockets; dried meat sticks to the resurrected skeleton until eventually the disintegrating viscera of the naked body can remain! - The sly shape can still only flatten out; like a fleeing seal on a melting ice floe who drowns in life-giving water in atonement; the cat is always the one who plays with the mouse and never the other way around! As a killer, the Sun also distributes its nuclear fragments to the earth - yet it warms.

Not the Celeb Striptease that bitterly enters everyday life, the fierce spiritual sin that can reach the intentional peak in deliberately sold-out ****** pleasures! The stench of revenge that does not reach the perpetrators still smells so far! All the candles are already broken! Already, the ghost roller coaster is puffing in idiot showcase heads! As a stair constriction, they cut off the path from career opportunities! For pious handrails, you know, there is hardly any laurel these days!
 
Buksi also cherishes childish hopes for Hope, which is the only opportunity to hold on! Man would be forbidden to crush himself; on the trampled donkey ladders of careers, only the better known can have the prerogative! He can be succeeded as Susuphos by those who have managed to book accommodation on the shores of failure! The cultural and human **** lurking in everyone can still backfire and hit hard!
 
Thrown out depression should be forgotten; loudspeakers should stay away with their inexplicable accusations once and for all! Overbearing bad faith gets stuck in every fence obstacle! As an iron ball thrown into a river, he dredges in a confused seaweed, the unknown groping, who could better understand the giving emotions! A ship that has been sinking for a thousand years has become a beautiful prayer of morals and compliments! Things that happen happen are always always repeated, and the human mind often wonders: how does it exist to put young chicks in well-paying jobs with a giggle giggle ?! "Every scene tolerates the Traitor, but only a few trust him.

Even a sharp-roaring cold can’t fall well; Your ***** of true pearls will stick to the veins of your flaming face like a red apple and will smash and knock when they hit the ground! He would sniff high up, gasping for mountain air a little cleaner, preservable, like an asthmatic! Your confidence erupts in your wounded petal soul; your selfish life is nailed to a chair or table; you are starting to get used to it gradually: you can't be right either. They'll knock down your worn-out taxi clock!
 
What a killing, lousy slap in Life! And maybe for "some" it's the leader, because that's all there is left! Holy indifference already envelops you as a restraining force! The Present is creeping and twisting with Angola! And everyone hides back into their own flesh when they humble themselves! Depth and Height are already nesting there in everyone! A mysterious intuition of prophecy is often torn out of non-existence; decisions are forced out by the Word of Traitor! In your shivering smile, you may know yourself when the snow falls!
 
Your introverted loneliness is also becoming more Stone Age; your soul is constantly hypersensitive Irish on a barely known chessboard! The restless, curious child inside rubs the purple petal of your heart! With an open mind, you would welcome everyone to be your sincere Friends, but you are already going to the wall from the corinates of jerks! - You expose yourself to the fact that by listening to the solid vases and the rattling of fragments of memory, which are emptied of your past deprived life, you are still listening.

His tickling mustache drew tiny pits on his bowed face; drops of sweat clung to the roaring Frederick's comet; he loaded his truck and knocked like a rhythmic chase into Infinity repeated to boredom! Only his beard could survive; it was just all your contacts! He carefully collected the contents of filled marmon cans as he did not throw anything out! The tragedy of forgotten football is the heart pounding!
 
The narcotic **** of the heatwave! Does your organization - not knowing - feel anything else; The road to Gyongyos Visonta is still very far back! Fifty years are barely past! He only shaved once in the mirror, and he always fought with the feeling of lack found! She has a beard! He never gave his dignity to anyone! - The tomb has been covered for decades; the October wind blows memorable obituaries! Whoever knew him could always listen to his wise advice!
 
I wonder what happened to the truck and the house; already in every perishing and even the tiny strands of idyllic childhood must be gathered together as truly precious True Beads! And as we inhale the yellowish scent of memories, we are also overwhelmed by creepy restlessness! "You are now looking at this ever-bustling army of ants from above, and you are shocked by the chaos that some have been able to get here!" Many times I still listen to his laughing laughing in my harassing mind; silent silent tears start on children's faces one by one…

When can I finally see stars trembling in deer eyes that greet with bright Sun smiles? When can I wait for dawn without fear? There are all questions within me and because I always stop in front of barriers and borders to seek the wise advice of others: I would cling to sincere, sincere Friendships like a hesitant groper whose only shimmer lights can shine with hope! The expanding Universe has been playing with banded stars for millions of years!
 
Maybe it can withstand people, and it would be so good if my stray soul could embrace the Happiness I find! Sometimes I feel a sigh of nothing; the One who has been torn from an infinite number of chains, with whom the "Big Ones" are making fun of mocking games, murderous jokes! - The wave murmur of twisted vortices many times supports Apocalypse and there is no one who could stand by me in the final troubles, because Something is broken, the reliable handshakes of the alliance are broken!
 
I deliberately fear the unpredictable, impending Death; executioner's True Beads weep in my crater eyes; and I always remind myself that the passing is carried within us and our secrets can only be hidden by the Deep Night! Gently resounding hardened fountains should be comforted in the depths of the broken Spirit so that he can trust again, for the barking Lonely ones are already sleepless! - As a geyser, my desire to finally find my inner salvation next to the immortal cosmics of the Universe and to be happy even when the daily weight of troubles is in my tracks!

I can still understand: Man sinned against Himself when he could not hear anything else! The beast sounds of the wicked raised a wounding whip into the woods of my hairy Marsian back! I had to see Man-Man sell, pay, and bribe if his violable rules of the game dictate it; painters I would imagine a peace-loving still life next to my loneliness cavity so that I could rest s My darling's healing and mild-paying swan hand as a protector Angel's wing would rock rocking quietly!
 
The phantoms of hatred and envy are constantly besieged, and sometimes it would be better to leave everything behind and escape the window, redeemed by the bone-cracking anger of a dull angry volcano! My attentive, caring eye would open the gates of the Universe as our hesitant lips reveal the secrets of glowing, harmonious kisses; do I have to give up on eternal happiness with mature reassurance?! - Back-not-given whiplashes
 
I even tolerate s wear with dignity! I still wanted to laugh; Behind the precious heart-smiles of comforting and feeling the restless nerve-wracking pursuit of my soul with fleeting, squeaky-light smiles, there are tense True Pearl moods that can be seriously lived; and if it happens irreversible the mortal Judgment that I can no longer see my blessed Mother — a bleeding stump remains in the cup of my once purple heart!
 
my faith should someone find me, it would be good to comfort the germ of my already selfishly guarded dreaded childhood with someone…

You can barely remember it anymore; there can hardly be a place for the wonders of the Universe in your constantly active skull! It was a balmy, scorching night and under a veil of water your body was embraced like a tender lotus flower, and the immortal melody of our craving hearts sang in a structure beating our hearts! True pearls pound a jewelry wreath into a raven’s feather hair until your twilight lips were touched by the silky dew; our opening flesh-flowers melted into each other as they trembled to a beat; in the fountains of hidden musical lagoons, the raging destruction was so good: immediate rebirth followed!
 
Your flowering flaming body danced rhythmically, and in the immortal drift of each other we felt for ourselves how foolish the passing precious Being was! You eagerly, hungryly caressed my lips and laughed like a jingling song in his ears when I could barely breathe in the glowing flame storm of our passions; Love has blinded and beautified us at the same time! The star ray of Mirad was simultaneously scattered and thickened by your True-Pearl eyes!
 
Through the channels of our attractive magnetic telepaths, the Universe hugged and comforted you! Our joyful heart is a beating flower wonder! Why waste so many stateless minutes to find each other ?! - In us, eternal feeling lingers like timeless immortality, timeless immortality! Between two kisses, we need to close our eyes again so that an eternal miracle can last! The bee of our memory seems to subside; why is it that we bite together into the ignorant fruit in the eternal minute ordained for us? And when would we have had a chance to run for it?

I would have to cling to impenetrable, eternal lights as an eternally hopeful little child so that the many thorn-offs would not reach me! Addicted to snuggling up to Infinity and believing in the healing magic of roe deer, that there may be another way out! The hidden Existant casts light out of the fog and the fingertip blade gap of gladiolus hurts the cups of my heart! Many times his hooded mists close to Being, and the Well of Nothing demands more thirstily! As a volatile butterfly, joy sins with someone else! Shelter should already be found for the volatile moment!
 
Fire-eyed cheap-soul chirping is the computing compromise! Falling stars are still running in the trajectory of my life, as a richly fertile stream, my crater tears immediately flood! I deliberately hide my smile to the Beloved who can still comfort me! - I feel like in the junk market of emotions, like petty faithful bustles and “some” can come up again at any time! I would still cling to the cooling beauties of the Universe! I listen to the confused drum beats of my heart in my whispering ears; I always understand the impending danger!
 
Suicide leading to suicide should not be considered if unresolved troubles are towering over us! "I should believe in myself that cherishing, friendly hands always reach out to me, and Honesty can surely take it for granted!" A single piece of stone The law of my being is often unable to shout, though many times it would be good to shout out loud so that others can understand listening to rocks can be melodic even from the blood throbbing in us! False or hostile to the human Word, meaningless envy nest in still-budded gazes and rapes daily

Shadows cast a price on me like a nervously raised bow string; curved mirror tiny, miturgist dwarf! My childhood is always listening to me! In the grip of a confused, uncertain Tomorrow, Loneliness falls on me at any time! Happy rains in your drops of tears I can not find myself! I exist even when I have to hide in disgust; the flock of insane people will not let go unless I surrender to My Truth! Who will hold my hand in a starless, eternal night? Who raises to comfort me, lest I fear the conscious uncertain ?!
 
Cowardice that wakes up in such hesitant movements and I can't know what it's worth in me ?! - Teach and subdue this **** World where one immediately sells the other and the Honesty of the People is a squeaky matchstick! Only once would the cry flare up into Nothing, which cannot be bribed; my journey could only be by someone next to lead me through the flames of danger! The shimmering moonlight palms to death, yawns at me in countless emaciated Solitude; with my selfish, petty life, konok defies! Height s Depth back again and behind me sensation-biting cats chirping with two jaws!
 
The madness of fame in the lives of ordinary souls is a contagious and condensed way; Times rolled sawed Hamlet's skull cherished by Yorick; among mazes, I am still rethinking my fragmentary options! The silence of the stamps will take me and the coral flower will not be obligatory; We should confess with apostolic lunatics who have remained faithful to themselves! "A shabby fugitive is looking back at me like a deliberate fugitive from the skin of a nightingale panther!" I am building a world on my own and I cannot show it to anyone!

In dazzling winter, like a cowardly creeping animal, with padlock-dreamed dreams, he waits in silence for helping friends, but no one comforts him! Preserved fear sits in the depths of desperate hearts, and ladies, paraded ladies laugh at their polite chivalry when they greet them with hand kisses! His future is still confused; they were carried full of fog and the opportunities for him to prosper were stolen from under his feet! He would roar, almost so wounded by his humiliation shake, but his mouth would turn blue into the fall of silent shackled tears!
 
He lives here as a strange herald; just referring to yourself! Dagger-raised business hands raise a dagger against it, even the coolers tread the trajectory of in ambush! As a begging vulnerable, he loses his fertile silence in a storm of misunderstanding; it has broken its way with words that have become rotten, vile mortality is fighting for itself and many are entering into their everyday bribery! Happiness will be a guest of Happiness even on night-long nights! "With a destiny-closed soul, you must always enter this calculating world on your own and know if you are burning a candle from two halves, if you cannot step through the steps of a needle!" Like the treacherous orphanage of willow trees - a shivering fear overwhelmed who feared this World with fear!
 
Benevolent shadows in the Universe bend like dark petals, their digestive trust is fueled by omniscient Loyalty! A translucent drawing will be set in stone for many useless dreams; pure instinct will protect your being like another bastion extreme! "With free faith, though, it can be just a silent point," he stumbles further and further.

I didn't want to speak to a camp of non-flatterers, but he was brainwashed in the ditch pit of this Age to someone who was open-
 
With a spirit, he still understands acceptingly! In his earthly living rooms, I could well have found a heart-warming true home; as a vagrant, unfaithful stuffing Tolerating the Occupation of Executioner-Time Times - because I am forced to - still endure! Celebrity-chasing celebrity chopsticks flattered to each other from late dawn to sober nights! With uncovered *******, yet in armor-armed Solitude, I will stand among you! And I am forced to endure the blunders of my prodigal misfortune with charlatan smiles!
 
Today, rat souls are either glorified by others in a proclaiming loudness, or are galloping! As insidious servants of nothing, they began to viscerate the base of our easy-to-build career! "And I have warned and confessed to all, if they have heard: Beware, for the Spirit has fallen into the deep and will fall down with the falling pay!" Many have already deliberately distanced themselves from me! With vigilant patience I warned others of the Nobles with destruction!
 
A judgment that foams on the potted lips of flatterers is reprimanded: What has this insidious, paid Age made of skeptics, not of those who trust in themselves?! Even from the constantly licking handshakes of licking my feet but I was disgusted; remembering can keep many-sanda Promise! "Consolingly beautiful books should not be left to fend for themselves!" I would have to believe that the Galad Man might come to his senses and get better

As a broken blow to couch silent; vile powers change hands as lingerie; the self-rescue movement fell voluntarily, the Infinite long ago destroyed! Something took hold of the selfish Souls and split! Bone-white, the faithful blinds stumble into the uncertain future! History re-sells itself with **** faith and serves everyone else instead of self-esteem! The Angels' redemption wings weigh heavily into sticky mud, for they are full of Twilight wounds at the base of their backs; in cages, puppies are devoured by bargained jackals - and there is no way out!
 
One-way streets are designated as intentional dead ends to make a possible career impossible from others! The little ******* chirping cute mini-lives are bustling yet because they can’t mouse paths to dance wobbly! The researcher, the vigilant moon, also became a blind man; he can only sit lame and motionless contemplating! In the Cosmos captivity of loneliness, only howling dogs can hear their judgment! The Seer fantasizes about dreams that have fallen into a well! And the thirsty one still follows dreams!
 
Judgment is constantly foaming at the contemptuous mouth of intestinal lepers because they cannot accept the changing differences! Worms are also raised in their selfish mirrors by exotic Beauties; today the World itself is tearing apart the threads that can bind Man-Man! Goodness can soon escape from ourselves and only the killer tuna selfishness remains! "Neither can people with spiked-mouths really be the ones to show themselves: there is a desperate maze of labyrinths on indulgent Faces."

When Can Bird Whistle Finally Become Silence? Peace redeemed forever from universe kisses ?! Our mundane words tick like bombs only in human hearts and teary-eyed stars serve to protect instincts! Crazy in the meadows of bone fields, ku has lost his entire life, and you can never find the solutions to survival again! V.I.P. night drowned in bubble night; the slow destruction of themselves was signaled by the timed hell machine! Fragmented, the sight glasses were broken; the Present is bent on its glass tiles! Instead of a multitude of friendly faces of people, yawning skulls greeted the homesick everywhere!
 
- Our weary fears also sin against us in this way; in the cool masks of faces we often get lost if we can’t see the differences! In the shadow of our silence, we know nothing but we are fleeing! By law, Being rips out your Dreams of Silence; a line of falling shadows plunder in Time! If your faces are already cast, your soul will sin! It closes in itself the many hopeless moments through worldly labyrinths, there is hardly anyone who would do your common detour with you! - Naked squirming can squeeze so night-shroud! Moonlight bulging on an ax haunts you when you have to be alone!
 
The meaningful years listen to you as an accountable prisoner! The night of the flu soaks with you in piles of trickled lights: No-Time the conceived Fate can fall through if you are not careful! Someone is diligently tearing the shackles of your humiliation to get in! With a disgust of rotten miracles, a world that counts to the core is vomiting out there! Day-to-day sensation and fog-people are rolling and eternal Friendships are breaking up.

Everyone in Being crashes like wolf traps are the researcher wild! Behind the face, another cleaner and more sincere look besieges our beating hearts! Because in a sensationalist world today, Minute Blue people continue their handball gang time and the looming danger also comes from the smiles of artificial liver! He who confesses and reels is forced to wander into other circles! They freeze in a rush because it is no longer possible to get out of bribed robot tempos! Many people bribe from bribed careers overnight because they stifle everyone and fame crumbles!
 
At the crossroads of fear, heart attacks are pounding and you can feel the silent killers already threatening them all! - A child plays on the rails: even the sure Death laughs! The word fluttering on his lips is still but not laughing; as a little survivor, Man has already surveyed the spatial relationship! All orphans have childlike faces because they proclaim Peace by themselves! Behind our stuff is a lying fog motoz! These now furry Truths are already teaching everyone! Why is it necessary to incite escaped game to fleeing fugitives ?!
 
The happier paradise shores of the Future have also fallen to Atlantis! Prophet fever cannot tame the guards anymore! The gaping sermons of the lattices are listened to by the crowds, and the Truth is lost on every needle! "Beyond all the roots of the Shadows of Time, I stand in front of closed gates without a shadow!" Only the stupid can have the courage to stand up for myself with more courage.

Where will you hide if the iron hands of raging gorillas get stuck in grabs and you break out of this time forever because there will be no one next to you ?! What kind of Soul pulsation, lost drum can drift anyway? Which of your face shadows is soaking in the water of haunting nights? Are you constantly terrified that the danger is complimenting you in your uncertain world ?! "There's no ringing in the firewall of hell for the eternal losers!" Your body orbits in a dream bay like a mutilated planetary continent, and when the spikes of insidious thorn bushes pinch, even the Angels laugh!
 
You know, a calculated moment of loss can surround you at any moment and devour your wounded Soul! You should look for your Underground Sun radiating within you even more boldly! The unreal in the Present amazes you! Ever since I feared the Cassandras-Report; you can't hide anywhere with your merciful gaze! Phantom pain throbs on the cochlea of my throat and in the headwinds, Fate! "The cheap little world becomes a *******!"
 
In Adam's costume, I would honestly stand before the Beloved: Would you accept ?! The molecular gates of besieged Eden should not be taken possession of as a colony of cheap wars! Your dreams are spurred daily to return to the ruthless reality with caracan! We mirror by blurred in black and white! Your bamboo hand worships knives when you bite into the Universe! You know: in the face of the very Hyenas Age, the "no more" instinct is in check! - Your faithful items will be waiting for you when everyone else has left.

Shadows cast a price on me like a nervously raised bow string; curved mirror tiny, miturgist dwarf! My childhood is always listening to me! In the grip of a confused, uncertain Tomorrow, Loneliness falls on me at any time! Happy rains in your drops of tears I can not find myself! I exist even when I have to hide in disgust; the flock of insane people will not let go unless I surrender to My Truth! Who will hold my hand in a starless, eternal night? Who raises to comfort me, lest I fear the conscious uncertain ?!
 
Cowardice that wakes up in such hesitant movements and I can't know what it's worth in me ?! - Teach and subdue this **** World where one immediately sells the other and the Honesty of the People is a squeaky matchstick! Only once would the cry flare up into Nothing, which cannot be bribed; my journey could only be by someone next to lead me through the flames of danger! The shimmering moonlight palms to death, yawns at me in countless emaciated Solitude; with my selfish, petty life, konok defies! Height s Depth back again and behind me sensation-biting cats chirping with two jaws!
 
The madness of fame in the lives of ordinary souls is a contagious and condensed way; Times rolled sawed Hamlet's skull cherished by Yorick; among mazes, I am still rethinking my fragmentary options! The silence of the stamps will take me and the coral flower will not be obligatory; We should confess with apostolic lunatics who have remained faithful to themselves! "A shabby fugitive is looking back at me like a deliberate fugitive from the skin of a nightingale panther!" I am building a world on my own and I cannot show it to anyone!

How ungodly is this land that wildly Hyena's footprint Angel can barely enter ?! The inner soul-night falls to ashes, the pain sizzling into your soul screams! Because the moment thickens to an explosion; every barren Face is another cunning mirror from which we can fall out of our dreams! Those who can guess the plague of the Jackal of others can be fooled to run! Teasing the columns of light, the pathetic Giants of Indifference spit on the Present! Cosmos-space homestead in broken hearts as the only guest!
 
The one who sets out on the essential path behind mirrors wanders with a cherub face to see what really matters! - The breath of unavoidable questions obscures you! - Maybe Love is a hand grenade ?! The nuclei of the Universe unite in volcanic eruptions in superstitious moments! The tunnel is torn through the moonlight by lasting fear! Man, the eternal One-Inventor, bleeds in performance on angry scales! Existence: A recurring, flawless mistake that can be made many times?
 
And who makes more, more harmful mistakes ?! No one can protect you! Is that why I opened the borders of my palms ?! - Out there now knocking on closed-door societies you want to seek refuge! "Rings of the year on me and angelic shell-hahota!" - Vigilance over commonplace issues; desert sand has been thirsty forever! We call Death to ourselves in different forms every day; a proud and delicate game that can eat even raw meat and is constantly swallowing!
 
Only the sure, calculated End who doesn't run away from it can understand! "Time always vomits in its own fright - that's why I may be scared every day of the ghosts of my selfish shadow!"

Pass-wise rock, since My shipwreck is linear; like a sprained, bald string of numbers!
 
Dozens of childish playfulness clings to me because I assume Peter Pan syndromes rather than absolute strict adulthood! The petty warts of wild times burn in my body, immortal Universe would be given by all my words of compliment; it is still intolerable that we will also exchange our principles as used underwear! "Misfortunes approach me with determination!" The official indifference binds its negotiated, alamous alliances with Nothing, and the reserve pleasures already lack all the absolute Promises of Goodness! "I have a lot of useless promises and Van Gogh's ears cut!"
 
Scandal if weeds and those fighting with themselves are already pathetically ridiculous! Man's transition between an animal's slaughterhouse ?! Why should this be the case? Bus stop people can only stare puzzled if someone collapses in front of them! Perhaps every Being showcase is being prepared for litigation, and the pain has also usefully acclimatized! - Many times our rails break during our journey and the switches can break; even the legendary train is wasting its trajectories!
 
The mirror looks at itself on a vigilant examiner as the other childier looks in: the Future passes into an inedible surprise if we no longer take care of the Present! My faithful exploratory amazement would set off again into unfamiliar imaginations, while joy appears unintentionally on the chalkboards of my years! All honesty is another test under a sharpened Guillotine; my hesitant crying face is an all-around little boy clinging to him if I can't do anything else!

If I were to gather my courage I would gladly be comforted among the rose petals of my lips; the cherished Universe, as a kind, caring Mother, would extend her sacrificial arms for me and comfort her with her kisses! Our wonderful words would wander into our eyes in the tunnels of secret telepathies; phenomenally laughing stars! "I know I'm still strangely ridiculous today, and yet the eccentric inertia of men in love as men in love;" I would protect myself from self-damaging disappointments and yet cling to the tropical atmosphere of love tendrils!
 
In the selfish depths of my childish soul, patience is wasting patience! Thinned hugs revolve around Procrustean beds, like notched knives! Disturbed innermost compulsion is chasing me to confess with open mouths of surprise to many who thought they were not even known! "Pebbles of stars stared into the black water of my eyes!" - Silence will be a white spot! In my weeded life, I match myself; the transient Time stretches itself to the bone wings of heaven as a victim! Every kiss will show golden figs, I just haven't noticed so far?
 
As the rootless flower, the moon is in the water of the sky! The dream stumbles at the moment of imaginary surprise plans, and blinded rainbows run at the crossroads! Toothless traps make this ******* Laugh laugh! - Crushed silence anesthetized for a long time, even the Humpback of Humanity! Under the stepping, half-silver shadow of the Moon surrounds the unbearable visions of the Future of Nineveh.

Inexhaustible is growing in me your fear! I build a skeleton in my mind for every bagatelle nothingness! I am inexhaustible in me dwarf despair, unbearable dread! The fingers holding accusations to the Present are already pointing at me; my lion doubts are inexhaustible in me too - carving square signs on the mounds of the universe of the twilight, ghost midnight pillows…
 
In my soul I carry a little boy dissected for his memories; chubby, feverish grimaces on his feverish face! I hesitate to drop star ***** of tears! The Happiness you find may not even be reserved for me! I can't watch limelight's chirping babes anymore because I immediately capture my explosive temper! Pawnshops give laurels a five-minute reputation: intentional jerky free-mouths scare you to death!
 
Everyone prefers a thick mask of indifference to phlegm; I'm running on my back! All those who once stood up for their individual beliefs turned into an empty-eyed, canal-shaped, massed tadpole population! Pain also divides understanding sounds into Judas chalices! The events that have taken place look like black unopened baskets: instead of surprises, they give birth to an inherited complaint, unintelligible quarrels!
 
I am a heart with a shadow of pain: whoever knows me honestly can know his confidence I measure his humanity! Everything is out of control! The responsibility that People would have to glaze apologetic words settles as excuses! Milky-toothed wolves squeal and tear the incomprehensible ramparts around themselves

Fallen, Oldster-shadow-wise sure Deficiency; breakers are trampling on the abyss of my attentive presence! Career-hungry celebrities will soon have a promising gate of opportunity! On a thin rope of pain, you are forced to balance Being, while the ironed shadow over your head recedes! They step on my naked soul immediately, without question, the False-honest who have not learned to profess the Truth! I am no longer amazed, but every day I am disappointed with an important little slice! In whom can I ignite the flames of the Universe again to make our hearts pound at a pace ?!
 
As a child of the nyapic half-nail of human-leaning grasses, it would be good to cling to the love stars of hopeful gazes! I live in a city of uncertain swings, and I have to realize every day I can barely make it! All Life: two-walled, closed room! Prisoners and captors interrogate each other in the murdering Silence! And in each thief's hand, Humanity and Humility are blackened! Who may know that the relative of fear is always one step ahead of Death!
 
Listening to battered faith, I was forced to put up with Man and didn’t even ask what I wanted? Massive armies of intruders push aside the thoughtless incomprehensible, while stigma patches of shame burn on the other’s purple face! The one who has grieved with his loneliness is embarking on a long journey and can hardly reconcile! - Jackal, nobody's house Jackals are brushing their saw teeth on saliva-free prey: In a world of fame-chasing, **** monkey world, we are sparing mercilessly! A storm could finally escape my sail, if I could have someone next to me holding hands.

Like a shipwrecked, he clings to unknown shores on the last soul, but he may never reach shore; my throat was hoarse silently many times and my voice continued to sound like a muffled sigh! As a rodent worm for my heart attack-stressed soul, the greedy and insatiable Compulsion settles like this! I would have to, even if I had to be selfish for myself, sure of Man
 
survive! The haunting moonlight tattoos my face like shards of silent shadows! And while you ask, asking with jagged tentacle teeth useless, "What happened to you?!" "The sure answer will be written on the trenches of my wounded Face if the glass bead of True Beads trembles again in my soul!"
 
My broken body guards the burdens of tough-konokan and what many discover on me as a redemptive smile - Suffering! I feel like he is howling every day with the intention of squeezing my muscles, numbing Nirvana-Dark, erupting from the depths of Executioner of times! I am already struggling with selfish, selfish pride: how could the man-trying burdens of this Being be better solved?! Suicide - if there was one - didn't even hit a wooden stick! I cling to the consoling-hopeful shreds of blissful days like this; I stare terribly at the Report with trembling blood-eyes! The Nobody's House, which slowly frees me from everything and deliberately lootes it!
 
Wandering, fast stigma-Souls are plagued by coding, vile evenings: it would be good to unravel the chains of my ominous pains to be redeemed - I listen in the present pregnant fog of the bottomless cavity of Time that it gapes Damocles executioners!

Accompanied by sorrow and danger, a seagull scream splits through the air with lightning speed! The silly mood of happy hearts was soon challenged; trapping, false promises! With the unstoppable temper of the sea waves, it swells and the slap of my chasms and all the petty old-fashioned blows, the blade-sharp criticism of the sword against another deliberate Judgment against My Humanity are growing in me! The suffocating Solitude is already decomposing in everyone; trusting hearts are revealed to you with traps!
 
The wandering wanderer of split spaces: something constantly pursuing and encouraging, with my wandering destiny, deliberately confronting itself in the deserved dreams of the Universe! It breaks into pieces year after year, month after month My soul narrows boyishly and squeaks in its uncertain chasm; your gentle shock only a few researchers can’t understand! He who carries my chubby face lives in me and as a copy kid you get after a lost star! A swallowing career vortex flashes in the wreck of the unpredictable Future!
 
Sensationalist World spits on everyone first, then chews well on daredevils, minute-human, hysterical cedars grab fame cheaply! My selfishness can keep me awake alone; I stumble hesitantly, cluttered with myself, I confess my things are done! "I became a fugitive-wild as an alien emigrant among the former Human-Celeb craze!" My soul refraction is dull, I have suffered timed wounds on the lies of fools!
 
I guess if I die as a counterpoint in the rich, spawned light, will the immortal Beloved be lifted up with his golden-hearted nobility?!

My dear earthly friendship is a glorified Universe! When I looked at you with hesitant, squeaking trembling after the winter-smelling aftermath of windy March idus; my incredible despair, and my selfish self-pity calvary — Intentionally you could feel yourself — if you wanted to — I didn’t go there to you! My chubby bones were rattled and crackled by the wind of the ordas: the crouching shadow on the line of my heel turned into an ugly bat wing and the peoples of the gentlemen were dressed like a *****! With ringing, friendly letters every day
 
I honor you and the sure doubts continue to make you uncertain: Are you still reading at all? And your redeeming tender Gioconda pillar glows again to a noble thought and we can become Friends!
 
But fearful: My life-giving, broad hope fades like a rotten straw in my silently killing Time, because you are not by my side to lift me up! The silly whims of tinsel trends are driving Man to my fashion monkey camp today! I would like to glorify understanding and Peace! Crying with humble humility I call you Dear to lift you up close to yourself! My stupor and my soul might be able to successfully confront those who sin against me, the marchers of my soul! "Without compromising on hateful compulsions, I might want to trust you alone when everyone else has left!"
 
Your quiet Universe being would glow on the hearts of my beating heart if you could, and honor me with the Angelic possibilities of your empathy! - You know: When I cry, a Child in me whines with you who needs to be comforted! My joy might be able to wake up alone next to you…

A rock of torment has become my daily bread! I move homeless among the screaming traps of trapped wilderness! I pack valuable books on my bookshelf ribs every day! The noble soda coats of the spark-igniting intellect! In striking, deepening sand, a wise Sisyphus follows a scroll passing within me with edible diligence; my shoulders often crack! Janus-faced leashes stagger at me while fiddling with responsibilities! From the rich sunbeams of bud-radiating eyes True beads swirl!
 
Muses and Gods will hardly shake hands with me! - I bow myself many times and my heart-pounding heartbeat warns me; it can't end well! I would scare the ugly Death with the Beloved I found! Dissatisfied fat on the verge of life! - My dead end is a birch wolf stack; as a blind mole, I can only cling to possible answers!
 
I can seldom enter a world surrounded by a cloud-padlock: its butterfly shadows appear to be the beautified Future; the No-Compassion is impatient to sneak up every day! Where should I straighten my existence is the Order of the Deniers! Suicides are pleading with begging sonatas between clashes! My tormented face is painted with a rainbow; you can only smile when exposed to a cherishing sunbeam! - The vile exclamation mark of piles of mud: How could you survive on this sensationalist earth when many are the God of money alone ?!
 
Continuous, lustful readiness becomes a stateless wanderer; ****** stars would curse my vulnerable soul! As an eluded, whimsical Shadow, when can you call me with your Dear Loyalty Kisses?

Encircled by the speakers of Uncertainty; it would be good to break out of the universal anxieties of deep storms of silence with certainty! I dreamed of the sparkle of the universe for myself in the depths of immortal deer eyes! A cursed poet with a doorknob in me in a great crouching darkness; calls for a duel! The lasso of my transience is not cherished by Ariadne's hands; his greedy greed drove out this now-life-seeking world! Sandals are still torturing me from the choking edge of the world!
 
Trappers in pain captivity after some achievable goal; diminishing hope every day spikes a spike-blade of pain! We had to march in mud and I don't know cheap dog kennels or parade palace suites will be mine! - Just the insured For nothing, I can be pretty cowardly! Spark-sharing proud smiles don’t give me their sacred flowers! Toothless wolves are still hunting for my orphaned life: the Stars are sobbing in the proud star field of my soul! A limp limping belfry at my feet, I could never run fast!
 
I had to live: stray ban trees grew again! A whipping question is a question: why doesn't someone do Good and purposeful instead of signing a line every day ?! I am a lightning lurking among the clouds in whom childish defiance is regenerated; there are tears on my pale blade of grass! Who will heal my wounded heart beating in a terrible fever ?!
 
With a soothing fever of joy, I would snuggle up to a kindly baboon-hugging lap while our budded twilight lips hint at the sacred flame of the Universe! As a small child, I can hide in my sensitive solitude without asking: why am I behaving especially?!

Listening is still ticking, but he would confess his throbbing memories of the Unstoppable Heart if he could speak! In a rotting ***, the leaves of the blood that are damaging to the soles burn with petal flame! Arterial muscles quarrel with mischievous blood vessels; the stressful Nervousness orders with a squeaky heart attack alert! A cracked envelope rages frantically in a haunting ominous night! An exclamation voice sobbes in me as many times as I can; I lived in anxiety between my shackled body walls; in a turbulent world I should still be consciously alive to see the flames of eternal Friendship in cometary rose souls! -
 
A prisoner with a winged voice would often be released from the prison of my rebellious chest! "My darling's immortal gaze is drifting beside me!" The nightmarish melancholy light of moons is marching more and more unpredictably as he is constantly tempted! The fever of my patience can be overcome only by my human humility! Fear of Death increases the massive **** that leaks in a bone prison; his fat glass beads always appear on my face! "A shaggy storm will soon pass over my heart if I let my Being things happen in time!"
 
Painted nail queens run through life; scooter Shadow of doom haunted behind unlocked stiff eyes! On a UFO-suspicious night, even the car horn is like a Stranger; in all my spoken words only the Silence lies and grows; flourishes in its destruction! Even in earth mirror lights, desires sleep and instincts flatten! Tunnels are dug with a sure career consciousness by blind moles; among silent, moist roots, they are sure to matte to the Finish! It takes an unstoppable push s who is not rubbed enough in this present world is easily trampled before being led.

Sleepless Night splashes of Light; in a haunting lunar world, a little boy swells with tears! The silent pearl drop of rays sticks to his face! In his troubled soul, Angel marvels and hesitates over the mortalities of the present World! The lush mane of wise trees still boldly hides the darkness, but there will be a time when the ****** parental hand will create a space shortage around you again! The fish-stepped Twilight also knocks the rusty canal to the chattering word of falling dew, while re-mixing with the juices of the life-giving earth!
 
As a familiar, familiar friend, Sorrow greets me with sorrow; the driving force of my pessimism! And if it weren’t for the wounded consciousness in my self, perhaps the happiness found in me would come out too! The melting mood of the evening is haunted by horrors; rest hesitant, my boyish soul rocking in foam foams Cheerful Universe kisses when wake me up ?! My slowly aging lonely Pygmalion face wipes away the cautious laughter! "What is happening here today cannot be enough to bring life-giving, gentle tears!"
 
The fever was still dancing in wanton-rogue's eyes and I had to explain the firm laws of Humanity again and again to the deaf ears that had stopped! Human hearts and talkative eye-stars are now lurking! The insidious, little-style rats of Time are running around us on kangaroos! And the orphaned Spirit already attracts like a starving pooch! The seemed Time scared consolation! Rib-crushing passions are still raging in me; I have yet to see that trial-and-error hearts of hero-loving hearts of Bliss fail! "We couldn't stay true to ourselves enough!" My tired heart still watches and guards the intoxication of Despair…

Petal-white elastic *****; all your photos are another fatal blow to my heart! I want to confess to you with an eternal heartbeat that walks you through Allness, if you listen and listen to my fallen words! Today, the small-style monkey choir likes to cling to shreds and scolds someone easily! Complaint-ready supplication wounds puncture holes in the atrium of my soul when it is incomprehensible to my compliments "what is it?" - the answer! "In the lighthouse solitude of high rock walls, it would be good to tremble with you!" Facing the rocking pearls of the veil waterfall, we would kiss each other's Universe-shaking bodies and rejoice in the conscious emotion that our petal-heartbeat is pulsating and vibrating!
 
Hungry Greed ignites his tiny candles in the eyes of Hyenas! As an escaped stream, your deer cherishes stars; With his righteous, unconditional goodness, he comforts the Child who is stuck in me! And as if he had intentionally swallowed a knife; your superstitious kisses of being sobered up and encouraged to learn to grow up for Human-scale tasks! My brain is still wondering: Do you succeed ?!
 
A screaming sparrow was buzzing around me, but I knew if you stood by me you couldn't get in trouble! I still have to live on this earth! I can hardly do anything else! I'm starting to slow down the rules of Being's chess game, and many times the result has been nausea! "That's why I invented my strange fads in defense!" "You're still rushing in the dark, fooling yourself if you think you deserve Career Success, and then everyone will serve you!" - Our Will depends on hesitant threads; sit down next to me and I will confess to you everything

Who guards what ?! Illusion of pink syrup cravings, another five-minute fame and career opportunities! Cheat-blind Teasing hope is teasing and advocating for those who bribe themselves at any time! Your purple heart must also be a wounded pincushion; home of dozens of stinging needles! Who guards who ?! Forced democracy among hen cages, a silicone puffed cake miracle, a lurking night that flattens or betrays and betrays everyone!
 
Lust and pain sprout from certain moments! An orbiting planet can only be my wounded, melancholy soul! I can't dictate when to create what! I would like to smuggle a living, karakan will from the kind gaze of a heart-worker as a heart-worker in the depths of conscious labs of consciousness! Greedy Time lends itself to the fat obscurity! He stepped back to the feet of the World as a muttering stake! Everything is repeated with a squeak!
 
I can have no less fear of Life than is absolutely necessary; I can hardly find refuge in running or schooling so far; heaps of desires scattered in the prison of desires lurk while they call upon creation! The Earth is now full of sizzling sniffers everywhere! The confidential crying voices of little men can be challenged in the same way if one considers himself and does not bow his head to the camp of delicate little kings! Anyone who spreads a card with a bribe card can lose at any time!
 
Bubble-lifted minute-blue people with balloon egos and inflatable biceps abound in their exposure! - I still fish in my past and present; among the memories of nebulized glows, who can preserve who, if Memory is already light-hearted?

Shame-weeping precious sorrows are embodied in the tear-battered trenches of my eyes! Annihilated Figure withered between the treasure chunks of dwindling sunbeams - I find myself less and less! Hiss has an abundant alley-scented, ominous Tomorrow in which snake-tongued weeds and hyena hear a killer-marching laugh! The far-gliding count of rich minutes is busy on the dial of the tick-clog clock!
 
My bed - if I don’t care - will be embedded in a bottomless abyss for me! - Fattened by the noises of Darius, this great World of Indifference is puffing: my heart is becoming more and more lonely! Grumbling, annoying, "some" temper swearers scare me at whom Literature has become a useless useless thing! That's why I'm deliberately running behind my pilgrimage walls! Her lung-pumping lung pumps rattle a expelled Silence! Midnight Wraith Shadows Evil Down Ghost Dance! What else can my crocodile tears falling like a shower tell anyone?!
 
For the time being, I am holding my growing pain as a guard, swirling to myself! Scraping my soul in the shelter, it rides like the food of a rodent, sanda worm-parasite, can be obtained from ***** of blood molecules - while it demands and dictates in me! "I once received eternal service to the angel wings of sensitive dew!" Fearful, soon the Nivan-Soul will flirt with nothingness, and if we don't appreciate the rain enough, the simplified razor blade can get in the way! - I would like to give my precious tears as immortal glass beads to my Beloved while on this earth and to know: I could not live in vain…

Infinity is still waving but consciously playing with me! I'm tensed in as a toddler with a small child. I would love to caress the cheers rose finger of mornings to protect blankets - who will be able to kiss a redeeming healer on the cracked wounds of my lips?! Tamed into a tamed Hermit by this vile, interested Age with vile lies, which are not authentic! Even conciliatory serenity rarely surprises me when you can sit on my crusty heart with a few good words! The horror-like Fate is a present horror image: as a hard hard-headed, I rarely dare to listen to his words as a novice! Choke, killer Night is bribing me! I would seek refuge if I knew and know about myself: I could be happier if I let the spark-igniting joys of this Being surprise me even more mischievously!
 
On the drift of my prisoner's days, it hangs between gaps - without safety ropes - I hang on a Death-flirting, fluttering! Could no one Good and Noble have been left out of soul-torturing maxims, spiritual compulsions, would he overwhelm me with the absorbing darkness gaping even at dawn?! Most of my first joyful joy with precious and immortal deer grains
 
he had passed away, and who could have borne it with his child's eyes and received it again, and would have happily spread my arms so that I could hold the blessed, earthly copy of this Universe in my arms again!
 
Peace-crying silence cries with children's eyes at the Peace… Deceitful kidnappings; they hit and beat every day if they need the Honor wasting on the ruins! As an ugly ghost, I am scared every day by the conformity of everyday life, an evil disadvantage!

A double, twinkling candle flame flies in our eyes; ash ***** two movable hemispheres! Your palm-shaped spine tightened like a bowed-nerve in the moments offered by the Universe! A tiny tadpole heartbeat thrives between the muscles of your ***** and the blessed bones of your pool! Light-adolescent instinct stimuli will surround you and not let you go! I see the charm of your beautiful, exotic motherhood in the distant Future and a part of my being will calm down with confidence! I can know myself many times in you: Peter Pan syndrome - which can only grow slowly! You take Eva's nakedness as a spark-breaking female body, even I am overly mundane and prudent!
 
In the blind-mirror desert, it is increasingly difficult to find True and Sincere emotions! We tremble immortal in our own audible heartbeats! There is a short circuit between each other's proud detainees and superstition! A purple snake scroll in our gothic cavity mouth; search for decipherments with your beneficial teeth! Pecked stars are our smiles and it would be good to cling to the Possible, which hugs and keeps you safe! In bird-throated Twilight, rose sleeves caress jungle hairs on my lush chest!
 
You already live in me somewhere! My fallen little boy essence has become one with you! "Serious Angels have invaded my bones!" The ash wing arch of your collarbone rises audibly and sinks to the music of subtle sighs! We can boldly cling to the path of encrypted telepathies without words

In the interactions between the human body, as he is mesmerized by a smile of Heaven, his eyes stray as flirtatious Angels stared at Jacob's ladder! You have to move from hardship to hovering and you don't feel that everything has happened in vain! Eyes superstitious with respect to the weight of the earthly Eden are bound, and the refuge — apart from the Universe — is all uncertain! The psychological fire of attraction pulls our wounded souls back into the Present! "There can be no shadow of impending Death, only fear!"
 
The enchanting rainbow of eyes can only be blinded in faithfulness in love! In the depths of dusk, how does a Star of Bethlehem guide us ?! - What is left of your fatty breast milk on urgent request? You would eagerly **** the life-giving kisses of Being that has bound itself to you with its love! An orphaned stalactite cave has also become the donated teary eye that sees everything awake! Scattered fates remained in the scattered knots of Destiny! The bone-dry wave depth of Silence addresses you as a minute; the rhythm of the drumming echoes in your ears!
 
Only your dear can guess where you are! With two arms, you would surely embrace the peace you find; you would not be so vulnerable to Nirvana's loneliness! "The roaring basket of skulls is sprouting today, instead of sparkling intellect!" Instead of kisses, a thickened membrane is strained on the withered boards of worn-out palate floors! The seductive Light tolerates under the jawbone…

I know I should finally cling like restless grains of sand in the cracks of rocks, like a stream bustling in the thin veins of stones, like the esteemed promise of the Truths! In hurricane storms sweeping the seas, the defiant sailor, or like a True Pearl-sized tear on truly sincere faces! I still crouch wordlessly in rose petal hearts and I would wait anonymously for the right moments! I still don't know what this uncertain expelled Fate can want with me and can I still find the secrets of Happiness ?!
 
As if in gravitational gravity alone I would fall; grabbing the two ends of Being, I pulled with me the ingrained shadows of my past! Many times I couldn't be good enough with petty Differences! Brown blinking dots smiled from laughing deer eyes and I imagined that; it can be found in Harmony! The walls of a selfish prison, I feel every day, lean inwards: the trumpet of Jericho calls for selfish revenge and I know that as the shadow of haunting nights, like a crouching animal, I cannot drop my panting head! Like crooked spider legs are the cages of my breathing ribs; and it would be good to know and feel! I would already step out of the usual World if I didn’t have to look back as an account!
 
In my heart there will always be a knife in pain anytime I break it! Among my hedgehog spikes, I can only extend a friendly hand to Angel! If almost every dawn is a torch, my Hope can stretch its arms again! And **** is always accompanied by trendy method ?! "As a hesitant fool, every word burns your soul!" It would be good to believe again superstitious eyes really

There are dreams in the purple cup of our hearts; the Lights are spawning! Honest True Pearls can be fished out of the glittering lake of eyes! Almost every movement can last and remain a testimony! The Universe could open as a mouth if two hearts come together! To what extent are we ourselves in the flames of superstitious smiles on the open signs of faces and gazes ?! "Our bare-hearted dreams could be burst into cool, sincere tears!" How much of everything we intentionally gave up! Years wander over our heads like witnessing memories! Our hearts are purple and I would still knock on the closed gate of Love: in search of the One-Who would let go!
 
In times of extinct silence, crying often hurts, breaks bold will and new desires! The Savior Light often falls into a chasm; I always find myself in the judgmental blow of hours! Yesterday's thinking ******* does not let go! Your petite soul would break your petals so you could fly again! This way you can always engrave the work of your days in mortal Time! - Restless Being Foams are beating your heart! Are you waiting so long for a heart attack ?! - Reality will be collapsible if the happiness you find is worthy of you and you accept it!
 
You are always holding your trembling golden heart like a pearl in the hands of an angelic Spirit caressing your face! The shame of your body, it doesn't matter anymore: you will be one in the drumming Universe! - Fate and the Brilliant Star Tickets are still shattered today