The Universe's balmy blood molecules, its invigorating growl, are fading. Two loving hearts beating as one are echoing secretly even silently in the stifled silence. Like a glass, a zealous, greedy Being, like tiny glass beads on the sacred surface of waters, s form rings of years from solid, advanced thoughts to a massive imagination! The dusk-dark purple cloak of the descending, like the blood-red holy drink of the Gods, embraces the bodies of immortal loves with a petal touch! "You know, they're still asleep awake, and yet the benign, buzzing dream sickness gently surprises them with their aimless deception!"
 
They can no longer see each other in the confessional mirrors of superstitious moments - but two sentient souls who, as the bride of their secret vows, have forever engaged the Universe among themselves! The darkness is knocking from the outside, approaching, and from the chasm of shadow-depths a new candle light is still guarded by a happy-satisfied gaze on the radiant unwillingness; they also gift each other’s pleasures like this!
 
- Intoxication and torture seem to be tensed and washed in harmony, even as the ice melts! They can only trust themselves and hope! In my horror-filled soul, the hurricane voice of horrible, raging despair deafens and destroys even the fragments of my common sense! Apocalyptic storms have long taught us a human lesson: "Be afraid of anyone who only hurts or speaks to you!" "The handcuffs of my incidents surround me!"
 
The light of laughing Executioner lightnings shines in unison and sinks deep into the cell! With a trembling mouth, I wanted to murmur a prayer for True-Faithful Love! His doomsday trombone freezes my beautifying words of compliment into my shipwrecked soul. Closed with my miserable misery, I listen to the bloodthirsty groans of my often pounding, perforated heart as a final judgment: where could I have mistaken my broken life?!

In my heart, the clicking, dropped beat of your golden heart will remain for life: something you could still be justifiably proud of today! In your vicinity, I feel, again, a child can be left shipwrecked, my dear soul, and I don’t have to hide if I want them to see my true self! Our expanding distances between each other seem to not even exist - they only bring us closer to the wedding of the Earthly Universes of immortal buds!
 
My fossilized memories like well-meditated muscles preserve the ashes-tender sketches of your superstitious, angelic body! And while I often see from the captivity of mirrors that I am graying and balding from the ever-galloping Time, your winged creature is reflected in me! The army of killer lymphocytes in Ordas-destroying snowstorms is growing in my blood molecule and you can stay away from me and be by my side because your work, which constantly requires glow and creativity, cannot tolerate the formulas of loose dilectantism!
 
My kid's heart longs for a harbor, a proud rock of your proud lap, while your cosmos shortage fills you up! Surrounding me are the ever-insidious spikes of small worm-tongues: let the Hermit-Alien also learn the servile order! My sense of defiance calling for flags is fairly angry with very many of them; sincerely disguised as useless with their promises led and deceived instead of real job opportunities! - In the sleepless craters of my eyes, the laughter of tear-stars for hesitant-secret joys shines even with a persistent flag!
 
On their sun-faced mornings, I could still write in your heart to bloom the Garden of Eden field, but only if you think of me!

Gnashing of teeth, re-established, **** sermons on the gaping paths of aging wakefulness! In the depths of our vulnerable souls, we carry the annihilated orphan, the vulnerable child, in the same way! We are already deliberately holding our children's ears so that we cannot hear the curses of ferocious, absolute adults, their everyday, shameful betrayals! A single, tiny word of sparks, a nasty, sighed thought, and everyone already felt and knew: the conspiracy of exclaimed wise men dried on lips sewn like a supplication! Even crying-eyed silence is telling less and less! Among his aching self-pain, he himself freezes into stone, and as a afflicted Sisyphus he can no longer guess, his vastly buffalo-heavy stone blocks will have to be carried by him all the time!
 
You can no longer stand out in the world, and you can hardly survive: everyone is just emphasizing themselves, the other self looks like superficial face shop windows! Harmony, as a light, mundane sedative, cannot serve as a cure for the restless who have been slapped on the head! A squeaking subconscious half-dream attracts me, and embracing it with understanding love, if I let the unpredictable, mischievous things happen! Behind the inner walls of personality, the roaring, quarreling outside world is still purring! The cracked shadow spots of curved mirrors are deepened by magpies under superstitious eyes, minute-grooves! Even in their daily robot life, we fall from the top down to the swirling depths and we want to cling strongly to the angelic greetings that can be realized even on earth!
 
The perceptual intellect gradually turns back into itself! The metamorphosis formula of an imagined dream can only succeed together!

He pursues himself by becoming a Spirit-dark shadow deep in a secret, moral dimension; tense through obscurity and curved mirrors! Unswerving, unwavering progress towards your goal! Blood molecules secret, fighting mood from running runner already like pulsating nightmare pressure. The arrhythmia of passing is judging through the wall of throbbing heart-cavities and in new counting confessions! The thinking consciousness also gradually loses its mind and is terrified of an inexplicable secret conjecture!
 
Who could have made the mistake of not acquitting his sin?! - There is always going to be a stubbornly watching over the Maybe-Present! Disembodied tears flow through the magma-core of Snowdrop-Times and tears of stigma demanding each other appear on the retina of superstitious eyes! Even the imaginative imagination of something doesn’t help much anymore; circular, if you already have ninsen use. He dies quietly. In the trap feelings of existence, diverse cataclysmic ideas seize the protesting minds of creative, not yet brainwashed brains!
 
Even more than a trillion, more cells multiply themselves with renewed beliefs in hope, because they want to live at any cost and survive in the remnants of Nirvana tomorrow! The cacophonous wild noise of our celebrity-hugging ******* world is confluent and unrelenting - with its cheap superficiality, it is getting stuck! - Known: You can't give a command to a moral humanity! And if everything is about to be lost, let one find the soul strength within oneself that will lift it even further from the destruction of the Phoenix

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.

The world is rocking in a web of indifference and phlegm! He jerks at the disliked Celeb zombies; you would think jerking your solid mind as a spear! Your secrets that you have survived to Man would gladly destroy you — your fisheye examining in chilled loneliness — yet you can't pierce! Indifference sprinkles him on fame with a sizable forgetfulness! Excess collagen showcases bounce off the plaster from silicone-glued kittens like scales; why is it appealing, however, that many of them do not notice the Essence during the external cicoma? Rather, it strangles this foolish-walked world with man’s son’s idiocy with the intention of burying crops!
 
Yet on the wall of absurd stupidity the Mind bangs; the thought often revolves around like a ******* like a deceived drug! Play with everyone in the insidious Indifference! The heart of being is tormented by a wormy monster and the wounded Golgotha would already laugh at the torment to see his fate with pity! - A postmodern generation is chewing on fluffy pies! - Lambs born today, with their free gym passes, are rushing to Goddess laurels while the wisdom of the understanding and the power of the beating heart is lazy in their heads!
 
They fall into ecstasy at the sight of the very first kneaded gorilla: slackness and a shattering career desire are already wading through everyone he reaches! Torturous lusters scramble to scratch each other's cheeks! And with Lucer's red ****-clicking whips echoing the devastating evil! "Only the Thinkers are awake in the draft at the bottom of the potholes!"

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

A proud power that has sprung from desires: a *******-greedy worm that longs for more and more chews its bones and soul with a corpse that spreads into the flesh of people of ******* fame! The everyday life-sustaining instinct of survivors is shivering with vain, phlegmatic arrogance! The dazzling sparkle in the mirrors of the eyes breeds and valuablely shines new opportunities for those who have always longed for more; inherently dissatisfied with their lives!
 
Doctor chirps are already starting to gossip at small galas. In the same way, the crowded company is placed in an inquisition or on a pedestal, to whom, albeit faintly, care and honor matter! Some murderous blinking eyes hint at insidious games on drooping, hanging art mayor smiles! On shiny gold wires, freely tugging straw puppets are writhing themselves in a swamp! With deliberate intentions, they begin to destroy the possibilities with honey-glazed supplies, and shadow spots can remain on the former radiator in the place of exotic gazes!
 
Up to wind-shattered trembling lily petals; you want to cling to the shipwrecked angel-leaf soul even more boldly! The melancholy-cedar light circles that start to spawn dangle richly even though they know, and guess the accelerating career death may be their only fate! - Their immortal passions lurking in the crossfire of gazes seem translucent objects; the tears of the honey color of the sunshine left alone should be comforted Our selfless yet kind words may create loyalty…

If Sin had been true, it would have been done to self-deception! The faces of Eber-flattering, petting cockroaches are changing! The time for sure handshakes in loyalty is finally over; you wallow your humanity you can't give yourself up! You should forget the breaking monkeys and pass the **** whistleblower! Words that excite from the depths also shatter like sacred phrases, flowing like plastered plaster; captured in captivating schizophrenic mirrors on the Live! The minute of self-loss breaks down into parts amid terrible torments; silent silence recorded on a tape recorder is listened to even if the silly Hope has been trashed many times!
 
A deadly trap today is also a feigned pretense, you can not raise happiness or restless! In dominant, aggressive instincts, the Redeeming Paradise Island of the Peace Plate is soon immersed; Neanderthal gorillas chatter about existence struggles while barely thriving on more than two straws! Many sublime captives preach their sublime words twisted into biblical pathos! A complicit preacher as a peculiar mongrel mixture when colluding with the growths of petting; "How long can you endure this Nobody's Land?!"
 
Whom the haunting Moon shines through, he does not confess to himself that he sinned when he cowardly cowardly and did not allow the immortal Beloved to come near! Beaten like a closed, orphaned child, you feel the troubled explosions of your heart; your heart attack is getting worse! "Puffy monsters and their little chick dumplings will soon catch the chewed column wall!"

Help is less and less coming from a knife-throwing hand backwards! Account for the perpetrator of the victim too! They are believing the freelancer with outlets! There are no longer organized forms in the breaking of seventious garments, but intentional, ugly flirtation prevails; in their murderous conquest, Alpine jokes are also immersed and then deliberately immersed! - Through dazzled sensationalist-eyed eyes, the Simplified Man also searches for obtainable Dreams! Tired and cared for its existence! Squeaky loves Gentle kiss, kind emotion becomes a moment in the stations of the Universe!
 
We are alluding to ourselves in the lunar moonlighting between our lies; collisions of intent rarely end in a romantic way! Any vacuum is already unbearable; if the treasure Dear flaming smile cannot welcome the flaming dawn! - Subordinate Fates disintegrate and evaporate! Traveling sorrows are reflected in testifying eyes; over-dramatized, brain-gesturing gestures still prevail on the stage of raging swings! Where might the playful smell of childhoods labeled innocent appear?!
 
Why does it exist that responsibility is being deliberately forgotten today? In a reprehensible, murderous look, insidious complicity flies and waits quietly: the benefits of trophy opportunities are worthy! You should win a kiss through petals and not for intent! In a period of foreseeable end-expectations, I would enjoy conscious, compassionate consolation: as mothers ’response to the heart-echoes of child-voices!

Painted bleeding site leaks real wound! What is now decomposing inside is still visible from the outside and can be recreated! Accurate-minute clicks-conscientious-minute clicks cause-and-loss Measurement of time! Because everyone is getting closer and closer to stretched ropes, which both tightens and tightens them at the same time! Being as a rampant life imprisonment task; its capacity is always doubtful! It's better not to get lost in the guards of generations of *****! Late-read wolf laws can quickly fool a child-naive man into the thousand!
 
The commission tree of pleasures has been deliberately picked! Those who have been quarreling early on can lie and become guest-condemning, insidious monsters when it comes to their selfish careers! With the protection of familiar tentacles, the Truth is also getting harder to probe! Killer-cynical gazes cross-stand increasingly dangerous! Selfishly, they will be Golems who can only keep promising! Dust in the eyes of foolish witnesses! It is difficult to rebuild from indelible blunders! Tensile strength of conditions is not yet safe to withstand everyone!
 
As a pop-up computing spring, it’s still getting harder and straighter! Conflicting cynical ditches in the folds of faces; behind every smile is a carnival at once: that’s why, sooner or later, everyone is stumbling down the alienated side! The dustable human-decency ramparts of the World are still wasting in the depths and cannot break out due to superficial jerks! Their cord-level measure is the only way of life greedy for those who get rich! "The Living is wasting good faith on a shattered, isolated floor, even if we try to make aimless circles!" As a lazy guard, the balloon-Man can quickly puncture

We are all interoperable! Clumps of hair cling to us at the gates of the inner, much-lost Spirit! We dream of finding a home while chasing the way of our selfish career and prosperity! Hypocritical, well-moved moods change everyone into cared-for thank you people! Who nods at the real play all selling himself for kilos and grams and his prestige squabbling! They deliberately subdue the refreshing knowledge, and the nourishment of the more curious spirits can only extend to another private life of Celeb sensations!
 
He who dares to confess in verses, when he kneels down as a sign of his faithfulness, immediately laughs with a simple wave; remains a target! The multiplied phlegm-tangled style is becoming more and more twisted by itself: those who have forgotten the Human Law and who are fair are already trampled on by indifferent arbitrariness. Idiots, giggle-etudes jingle throat-brain, hysterical kittens, whose only desire is to be able to show up in a deliberate-syrupy reality show with a self-promoting *** gesture! - All of us
 
they got lost between two points of light; With Sisyphus architecture, the tabloids and the public media are also constantly thinking about brainwashing! Sick pink will not be a balmy bronze brownness for bombarding bikini fairies lot, but even the teenage chick looks wrinkled in the artificially generated rays of solariums and thus conserved mummies! Even under their enchanting bikini line, vanity cellulite rashes occur! Easy-to-forget bachnalia ****** are struck in a whirlpool jacuzzi; but who can honor immortal love?!
 
Your little one, who has had a cigarette in his angel's mouthpiece, is potted in darkness, and irresponsible carelessness can give birth to new criminals!

As bridges, you’re trying to balance your scrapable, debris life! You already have all the ****, junk props! Between the tear-filled lines of your face listen to wasted unrealized dreams! Rise at your fingertips as a barrier wall are the columned towers of doubt; in the long shadows of your fear, magnetic anxiety attracts even more frightening dread! The diamond shards of the shop windows broken into the selfish blood-wave waves of your dawn judge public safety! Your face is resistant, passive ash! It is rarely reminiscent of fire! Tested tohonya; the bells break out of the rubber sponge! Being sharpens the knife over you and draws circles threateningly around your neck!
 
You may already know that you rarely get closer to your planned planned goal! A menacing cry ruffles your shipwrecked, sheltered moods; the words grind among the ancient millstones of your silence! Punched stone blocks in place of your heart drum even further! Wavy roots roll in your face, encrypted, chashing roads meander: you will slowly traverse in another dimension and your vowels may bark at the Moon!
 
The judgmental whips of your cry will snap into the calvaries of horde-like cat-and-mouse battles! The pain in your eyes holding true pearls has become palpable - but it is elusive! - Never have to build a bridge of memories! You’re more back to curved mirrors that show everything, and you want to believe: maybe even you can stay your chance!

Every selfish annihilation in prideful, lived in insult, continues and makes an insidious trap! I always look back at the sad little boy's face in horror, hiding in slender, cracked mirror fragments, and I want to protect the trapped, lasting fear as well! As a growling worm, anyone tramples the limits of my wound; I could never back down again! Thin little shards of Judas moonshine hurt my skin when a balmy moonlight trembles hauntingly on the prison wall of my room! Rested, my troubled, million-wounded, perforated heart in the two eyes of heaven found in happiness!
 
It would be good to tremble together into deep, raven-feathered broomstick lashes and my frightened pagan soul would chuckle in the redemptions of kisses! "I'm still intentionally playing the naive navel among adults!" As a good Hamlet, I would only be available for humanity! My soul would wish for the donations of compassion and brass, not even my residual reserve pride will be forgotten! You should have learned by all from rich-eyes dripping-honey ditches lit up; I keep packing in and out already pathetic myself!
 
You can only thrive in outdoor churn confusion with a healthy umbilical cord, which is still waiting back and forth! Anyone can see with melancholy eyes I dared to stare at human races! My own donkey skin figure is ready yet I can't sell myself! "I filter the details of the dust particles through myself - even in daylight they can only see them if I want to!" The only goal may remain to preserve the goodness of Man in recurring, damaging events

Shamelessly long-successful procrastination of Being again! Remaining intent and will are already out of print! Some don’t care what a ****** percentage of reward-kitsch s wall! Out of cowardice, when it comes to everyone’s pathetic life, beware of color signs! What we wanted to be different seems like selfish goals on the junk horizon! The end of the track doesn't interest many enough, and everyone is wrong if they think the strange calm will come from within the Spirit!
 
As we grow up, we are constantly confident that we can survive our childhoods! Every memory of the past is slowly disappearing like a grain of wheat rolled out! Can a superstitious, whisper of love still flow into our honestly listening ears?! Or is it just all this incapable, alamus fad?! The light petals are still chasing someone else’s ash-blush! "As a rear-view mirror, you should look into each other's research-alert eyes one last time, discover what the other is most interested in!" In infinite Time, a small man trembles many times before himself, trembling; clowning and self-pity in the conscience is sure to fit! Defense lies in every attack! The calculated cowards of retreats often hair each other!
 
Loyalty is still leaking from dripping wounds! Everyone is just walking through the Congo rooms of Being

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?

Like fetuses hiding in the womb; you try to keep it a secret from your selfish-visceral world! As startled, your little animal would gradually chatter from time to time to finally fall out! The tears in your crater eyes swell into streams, reviving your self-creating, selfish dreams! In accelerating years, maybe motherhood women who can still understand your playful infancy are nursing! Like your rich self rebirths! Tiger-meekness is so good to rest between the paws of a mother tiger even now; an angry beast protecting your cub take care of you! Which would be better? You are slowly falling out of your rhythm of life!
 
You can also open your gentle selfishness and then all the additional protection can go there! In a trembling fever, in the stream of the Universe, they seek each other together. Loyalty-sparkling hands; torment in lust, light in the night! - Your uncertain Being Calvary seems to stretch on your bones like a bony seed; self-digesting wild fever surrounds you daily to devour you: your disintegrated chaotic future!
 
You may not know even a gracious moment what it has to offer you! In your ongoing life, you exist with a glowing self! In your stellar loneliness, your Executioner Time also seems to be graying, the beards of the dead under the ground will soon grow out! "In your beloved giver's immortal womb, perhaps the creaking Future is dormant somewhere!" Squeaking your bowed soul into the cherished homes of deer eyes! It does not move back to your trembling self during the sprouting man…

A self-grinding thought of a hesitant train at night; only the Heart can guess the eternal secrets! He clings to the infinite desire of the Universe in hopes of kissing, and the desire for a sparkling phenomenon dissipates in the sadness of Finality! We are full of Eternity and as a pure contradiction we lie to ourselves! The blade edge of Kanganó Time boldly cuts off its possibilities for aspirants, and in the crossfires of lost gazes you will find the only precious Treasure hard to find!
 
Even so, our existence is a flutter of fire, a creation of fire-flame; we want to rise and rescue from the ground with will! In extended tranquility, it would be so good to relax even to slip into endless seas! I would accustom my heart to joy if I still had, and if my friends, who believed me eternal, could stay by my side in my difficult times! On the collapsing wall of Being and non-being hangs the renewing Being by the swirling Nihil-nothing; where will the coffees of Grace stay then ?! Frozen Solitude as melted darkness settles on the inner self to proliferate the Apocalpic culture!  
You should learn to trust again in a rainbow of joy! The feasible could still be dreamed back into the waves of reverie, and in the immeasurable night the broken Plans can only be understood by your immortal Beloved as a nurse wishing to rock! You would be wondering more and more about the holy moment for Someone to be saved from this earthly hell where you have always been left with a pathetic shipwreck! Don't let Maya's veil tempt you once and for all and bring her to death

I'm a sore bunch of meat in the tidy mess! I would wake up from the daze if I could - someone will always be by my side! My brain is constantly filled with disturbing memory; sparkling self-awareness can often help you come up with more ideas! - Transient nothingness in the night and yet where the deserved pleasure of the Universe can make a nest, the immortal moment elevates to itself! They are attacked by bitter cold winds and the cheerful sun heat only permeates their heart-smiles!
 
The plucked lashes of the wind wave my face with their icy breath; in the smoothing of its water, the cold lack of Being often shines! Does everyone who became eligible for Death at birth fatten Human Death as a cancer ?! - Even now it transforms Experience s Time; deep well stars are blinking in my eyes could only come Someone who really wants to get to know me! A frozen dawn is shaken by my confession: "Do I have to cry out to the depths to be taken seriously ?!"
 
The footprint of Loyalty-Sworn Loves can still be discovered in the ashes of rock blocks and snail shells! The shakiness of Finality torments you many times! In every waking dream I try my selfish Death; after tomorrow, no more laurels can be created for me, and the happiness that can be found does not drop its only petals for me either! One could already silence my anxiety that surrounded me on my apostate days; where neither star nor light penetrates the primordial bottom of my ignorance: when can I rise again so that I can learn to believe in myself ?!

I would do my long-standing business, but there is no need for hermit witnesses! crouching ferry usages, human wrecks are moving on self-deprecating for their own benefit and they are learning to be a further guttable Being! Self-exited, re-established wild hordes tread the compromising Order on the way! The smell of burnt human flesh also makes them more annoying! Drunken, bred with great power intoxication, phlegm-chirping, pseudo-preachers would dictate the changing trend, and if it was hand in hand, it would have long since lost its conscious, preservable dignity!
 
They carry a roaring Lator cross modestly, while under others they light bonfires! Péter Pán's complex seedlings for the bohemian youth are marching around their necks with a umbilical cord rope around their necks! - In our idyllic freedom of the press, they even sublimely search our thinking brains; a couple of wandering experiments and study formations will only be able to survive if the "some" want to and the people standing around the honeycombs nod - but with lonely wolf-witnesses stuck outside the circles, what else can they do if they are stuck in further fragments, constantly sinking will they be lost?!
 
He holds us up with his back, while the ruthless Fate plays with us well; Being gives us a broken, bittersweet realization! Waves swirling await us with a mixed warning of fear! At the final frontier, the only edge is often the only luck that can be turned with crooked fingers...

The formation of Golgotha-Nobody, who lives in the shadow walls of human lives, is growing! In negligible realities, the dream time that can be won is also running out! I would welcome the Shadow Petals that openly reveal themselves with empathy! Until you can reach everyone with its waves of true pearls, the pearly, sacred streams of redemptive crying, the momentary, tiny spark of truth is hardly authentic! Heart gates hidden hidden in the cage of ribs can open, but only who is worth it! Then the humble, alumous silence of the subconscious is torn apart: in me, the living myth of your astonished, childish curiosity still unfolds its magic flowers in the nests of eye-stars inside!
 
It is less and less possible to believe in happy promises with a good sense! When can they already notice the vulnerable, human prayer in the hearts flying embers, which he would beg for refuge for help?! - In selfish hermitage, permanent testimonies of manuscripts were deliberately exiled; which you should have been really proud of and satisfied with! Self-overwhelming, outlying big cities are more solemnly drowning than planting trees! The donkey degeneration of the future is devouring itself; multipopultural thief-slang fish bag with poison spit!
 
This now tattered, lousy Age dreams of appearance well-being, and even the housekeeper can keep order and sweep up the rubble of unusable waste materials! Testosterone titans kneaded in the Phantom-Atlantis world are only for grumpy, bikini fairy blues; barbaric idiocy occupies a living space and treats the nights of first dates as an ancient insult! "The affirmative Life Panic is in short supply in itself!"

Shattered amulets of long-gone memory loves are phosphorescent on a flickering blind; I struggle with the eternal child-soul at night! My excited memory makes fun of me every day, as if I were out of time and the shadows of the past settled on my soul with legal continuity! - In itself, the cosmic Deficiency yawns as much as the depth in the craters! Superstitious pleasure superstitious in the cells of molecules also escapes by shattering the throbbing existence of bleeding stones!
 
I hide with petty dwarf sadness for moments when the piece In time, perhaps, the interdependence of loneliness and the proud compulsion of loneliness could be solved by the Force of Being! Insecure as a useless burden, Life carries with it! A radiant, dark twilight looms over the best of my cursed humanity; the compulsion of indifference and yet conscious resistance argues and kills itself in me!
 
The expropriated profit-making of prostituted, money-seeking egos is driven by a cleverly calculating lustful gaze! And in the kissing flood of multiplied, exotic butterflies, he carries the winking pride along the life-miserable, detectable differences, who is a more artistic merchant in his desires and feelings! With the consciousness of mercenary, the Man, with his empty instincts, forced into his greedy existence, is still more and more misled, so that he can finally descend into inhumanity! "Above me, as you may already know, the warrior, the caller, the pallos-right, the ordered Destiny strikes the homestead like tiny, small pebbles rumbling in words, waiting for the protection and forgiveness of the Beloved!"

I slowly fall into the depths of the vortex of my killer silences. Every Stigma Day I have to put up with the sins of the ******* world! They accuse me of uttered Judas ’words while my falling pearl of yoke dazzles me in a shattered shadow face! The distance of times stirs up and asks: "Let's see! How much could you learn from your lessons? ” - but no one deserves an answer, lingering, no-man's-house underpants!
 
It would be good to show the trenches of the shells of the shells of those times today to those who have ever kicked me in and out of me! - In my arms diligent blood molecules began to numb; an ever-threatening apocalyptic puzzle message weaving fears of death: can I wake up to the reality of an uncertain tomorrow?!
 
My heartbeat defying drumming beat but it would be nice to share now! I could listen to the tiny music of toddler, mini soles, while the immortal Dear Superstition would look at me with omnipotence, and in the lap of the harmonies he found, the two hearts would become one! In my faithful eternal-child soul, there would be no happier person than me! "Yet in the zigzag of my organized consciousness, it is as if connected spaces give the news with echo sounds: 'Take care, for the End may reach you sooner!'
 
I would interrogate this feeling in a deafening, delicate silence so that I could hear his excuse for Being, why do I have to break away from Being so soon?! "Imagination draws an infinite cosmos space around me, and I cannot trace the sincere truth that has consciously prepared me!"

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!

The wedding ring of glass plates rolled in dark eyes; how much psychological recognition does it take for the eternity of the moment? Who cherishes the gates of the Universe that shine like human stars, and would you call them with a smile sincerely? On the bodies of Adam and Eve, the sweaters, the enchanting oaths whispered to the loving lips stick to each other as Beads of Truth: The self-rule of “I love you”! "Mysterious Wild West door squeaks signal a distress predictive of the siege campaign of cooling winds!" In our idyllic dreams we could be deep wells falling into ourselves and discovering the childlike essence of the other truthful in the lake mirrors of our souls, while we could cling to each other like snoring buckets!
 
Even in the face of each other, we tied our perpetual games in such a way that we can learn the rules of survival more boldly even in ever denser masses of love! Like ten dim and fierce wildcat eyes - so we watch in silence, out of ambush this unworthy Big World! In itself, with real honesty to illuminate the recognizable fear of a real Colombian deed! Like discovering insidiously vulnerable sins in heartbeats that betray ourselves! - When did nicknaming seductive stars tell true truths?
 
When we learn to cherish in another, the orphaned love can be brought together again by the all-embracing Loyalty! We could not deny our mutual compromises, while in the unfolding Universe of flaming kisses we felt to break out and always renew the other

An intoxicating fluttering imagination is growing; intoxicating imagination associates constant thinking with wandering shadows in my mind! My shackled dreams continue to drop my pillow body close to the ground, and inside, a small child-deep despair sharpens his cunning dentures! My measured Time is dwindling sooner and I can already feel that nothing could have happened in vain, the confrontational, hyenic world continues to make a killer joke with me, because I was always forced to listen to his words naively-gullibly!
 
The reward of my shipwrecked destiny is to wear out the gears of fortune once and for all, and I may not have a chance to evolve towards happiness that will never be found again! "Among the shelters of blackened, crumpled, crouching shadows, I would kneel humbly rather than quote the Inquisition again!" I am tormented many times by my horrible fear of my conscious responsibilities that, perhaps, the hoped-for help will be left on purpose, and so anyone will be happy to wade through the prodigal ruins of my vain utility!
 
On the challenged grooves of my face, the infiltrating islands of light also show themselves beneath me; help rarely if they ask! I stand in the crowded space and let the imagination of wobbly balance roll in many times! I would like to address a romantic lady who, with a single glance of the Universe, can restore my being as a Man, and the right to still have hope for a life to continue; I would try to understand the increasingly confusing pop culture tabloid slangs, but I often get tired of the bleeding ulcers of spitting sermons!
 
My wandering memory would rather start and forget about it alone! The ordered, imposed length of my existence is back, it carries on itself!

As a prisoner of Ordinary Times, we are gradually dying back to Time! Waiting for the stars, we can be filthy, prey of hordes soon, if we have to crouch in an unknown Future! Our passing is legal! You can't lift up to a happy vision! It has become an obsession that the universe eyes receive with closed petals and we cannot make happy the Angel who came to us voluntarily! "Out there we can know idiotic insane people are raising small realms and they are afraid of silence-screaming velvet - the poet is silent with intent in us, because he could not find a sure audition!"
 
We can only selfishly carry our offended souls to the secret reef of wakefulness; curved in the Present Time the liberated dream is therefore suspicious! A star-watching, alert lattice raven delel, and you would flee into space into the home of the naked Honesties, where the Truth of Faithfulness counts alone! - Our sobbing heart cries into silence at once: Interrogate us! "How did we get here ?!" "Many promising parables give birth to idolous moments in numb brains!" Suicidal nights fall into Moon Lake!
 
We cannot look back at the past of our past, because as Lot we freeze into salt! We will always feel the smell of concence that greedy wild herds are sure to follow! We can't run for a lifetime! Jasmine-scented kills shelter should be sought while Time is getting tighter! - The given Word has become a stripped, broken idol and can only wander; hatched by itself like a dream! The Watching Light is also an ancient statue of our dazzles

Something intimidated trembling stone, they may have smuggled a crumbled ancestral fragment into me at the beginning of my birth: wounded sunsets dipped in blood gold like hesitant Sisyphus keeps carrying me until cheap blood bills are imposed on my head - now something uncertainly trembling to the brim! Where precarious, barren and bleak beaches greet you, and Man can dwarf a bird-seeing eccentric!
 
More and more distressing tiny stones are scratching, tossing in me - I'm afraid the wounded part of my self can hardly be back again Whole, collapsible balanced! I still face myself many times in the face of a wolf: I will be a Neanderthal stone penetrating to the depth of my soul's disappointed well, once everyone has left and once his rich ******-biting emotions have been wiped out by breaking dilentants, trendy whims!
 
Instead of dog-bited tissues, I would cling to the healing tremors of redemptive kisses if Someone still recognized I needed to be lifted up to be in my fall - to be on par with others! - I watch as everything and everyone is running around, arrogantly, or in a hurry; this is how the Heart Relationships, which were believed to be eternal, break down, because the sacred handcuffs have rusted on their hinges - but somehow we should live and prosper, because his wound, who has suffered as a result of our being, is healing!
 
Inviting Indifferent Attracting Interest Has Nothing To Do! My disappointment often happens to win over me! - The dimness called lost is sprouting from my sad eyes; The shadow of death and haunting is more and more circling above my head if I let my mood triumph: I already understand something because I feel and only the Someone to be found would be left!

My brain’s active feast is still a billion, mocking trouble-creating and destructive at the same time! Stake-no I should prefer times when I can only play for the pleasure of the game! Out there, in the minds of the Celebs chirping in roaring chaos, the thinking intellect lies on a deliberate wasteland! The jerkishness of the **** and the irresponsible quiver that handles it already torturously; dead money Future can't knock in the camp of the unrelated either! Fearful fear sets a rope for my greedy nerves and I should go through it alone!
 
The tabloid populist culture can still grow into a deliberate imperial water head! And like any ostrich head stuck in ignorant sand, it will surely burst sooner or later! You can play dust-lost at any time by playing your cards! A crimson, sluggish blush runs across stomach-turning poker faces and cramps his grinning wrinkles! After everyone's greedy money box, the runner is loitering! It is becoming increasingly difficult to recognize Human Values among the frusks parade in Armani suits and Gucci bags!
 
A pensive prisoner is also the one who sells his bombing body for the eternal, fame moments of Being, and he, too, could not learn the rules of Morality! In a tertiary life cage, warthogs are rubbing their noses to careers! The fever roses of conscious shame still tremble on the faces of Golgotha-walking people: the fact is soon recognized - they can do no different: if they want to prosper, they are bribing themselves out of necessity! Those who are called to the right and who struggle with decency are all on the crumbs - who was once Alfa and Omega alone is now being looted!
 
Who has grown his indifference armor, he also wastes a monster every day in his doubts

In the company of haunting, worthless promisers and misdeeds, the idea of a prophet-hermit is still left alone: immortal romances would be needed for candlelit dreams, holy dinners, and not cheap, ******* words! How much hesitantly doomed human desire chews our unceasing innocent souls! It is as if a single deep-hidden thump echoes ready to erupt in the soul-deep and stares incessantly at the gaping abyss with the vigilant, dilated pupils!
 
Conductor and concrete reality commands are often confused; silent silences wall in themselves to make my desire! My panting heartbeat degenerates into a loud rumble, and in the secret alley of blood vessels I dream of the still livable moments of the Universe! Is it possible to prepare for the invisible future in the tangible Present?! - The unspokenness of my feelings still surrounds me: it flies away like a black petal butterfly, like a stray breeze, and then returns as an unexpected surprise!
 
My eternal child, who is startled in me, is short of me, because you can guess there is no spark of mercy left in unworthy human monsters! My thoughts entrusted to paper on the remnants of my shattered dreams contemplate like easily flying ship wonders! My soul-loneliness has been inhabited for a long time: I would try to express myself in the hidden, spiral-magnet formula of attraction and repulsion, not to mention the rest of my faith on recklessly screaming rails…
 
As an assassin, he lurks at me, he's watching, he'd be scouting if I left Being and he can't wait to take my head for others! The pain falls back on me! It would be good to find something next to Someone who accepts

When critics pierced my tar skull with pieces of ice drumming! Not a single missing shore could be reached without being so shipwrecked! Vermet-digging careerists threw killers and daggers, and the merit became caressing puppets because they could get an opportunity from Being to start something that had begun again! Anointed redeemers could not keep the Order, and the guarding prophets also slept and listened in silence instead of their Judgment words!
 
Thick-necked and small-style stici pups were plowed in narrow mouse paths; to become unfaithful natives to demotion who is Man because to stay?! Boiling jampec squirrels and disco kittens are making their way up the donkey ladder of the fashion trend, while their hazelnut brains are getting narrower! Even the proud civis proves only by text and not by his deeds; insane, no-man's-house Aarnoks get the job first because they know: the brain-shrinking **** has become fashionable! - Wrapped in flag jacket wings, you can't make a difference with a single garaboncia!
 
You can only run and tolerate like you know your loss! He who has constantly professed his convinced Truth is all being branded a treasurer and trampled wherever he matures! Lampshade is all about preparation! A worthy accomplice may still be skillful, but he cannot catch scapegoat mice! Rats zigzag between familiar pairs of eyes and easily betray each other when it comes to getting them! - In the channels of the night ether in the Eve costume, Angels parodying with single-stranded petal bodies offer their superstitious charms; perhaps they unconsciously imagine that they can get to know anyone in this form! Is the time of the guardian heads of families wasted?!

I hear today irreversibly getting closer and closer to my vulnerable heart as critical, cheap grabs are eaten; Worthy executioners of cultures! And how do my kidneys try to process the eloquent sermons of unworthy black soups, if they don't take care of those who gala usurp the gifts of their spirits, the empty shell of the shell becomes an echoing example to me! And the infinite space also communicates with the Odyssey sighs of the once-once seas!
 
Out of me there will be rancid prophetic squeals, and the few fragments of My Time are barely making music, but they are knocking! In the cave-deep soul of my opening cave-deep soul, a child is still crying and threatening: until He grows out of me, I can remain as a Man, and my boundaries cannot disappear! I can only be an exact, missing link in a junk formula! I would try my wings half-nail-hesitantly as Icarus became more and more impatient!
 
I would happily push myself into the background, but this sensationalist world is forcing me to confess as stubborn confessors certain things! Behind me, the Void is consciously sneaking in, and a sticky feline light flowing from the lunar lobes like wounds! He immersed himself in rat souls as a refuge, a hardy worm of Indifference! And in many cases, the "camp of some" still listens to his words: Cowards crouching in themselves!
 
No one was easily denied solid defense from anyone! The words of the Prophet are sharp at the top of my tongue! As a thousand overzealous geysers, I would increase the number of a laid-back, legitimate Judgment while a murderous silence rumbles in my throbbing ears

Wrap up in the thought of everyday departure! You may know: shelter is rare if you can provide you with posterity! Your sinful city will not allow a rightful liberation where you could never have been truly free! Your usual commentary and platinum-fattened text is always laughed at by light-hearted lazy worms! V.I.P.-volunteer parties are holding themselves with a chick-catcher, scout-commando on the shore of Lake Balaton duck swimmer! "You were a cowardly pull that you took the initiative in your life and you could hardly notice that they wanted to speak to you!"
 
With your face you grimace a constant boyish sadness and play arbitrarily, because your existence is still an entrenched escape! Only a few affordable, wandering phones can connect you to this ****** outside world right now! Your support can only be childish repentance now; while you, as members of your family, will slowly, bitterly become bitter! In his perfect nihiled years, however, you would have done better if you were squeezing the ducks of your immortal Beloved! The freedom of the thinker in the atrium of a gendarmerie perth has long since expired!
 
Even diva-vampires don't taste cup-glasses, they just pick them up and squeal them! After the surprise, the season of the landing branch can always come! In his own way, everyone is already teeming with selfish catastrophes of intoxication; barely picked up annual figures fall out one after another! Party service runs everywhere, but if they don’t bloom Judas ’money freezes soon! "Overnight promises of steaming bodies will soon be demanded by muscle gorillas!" The self-infection of party-swallowing parties is so total-complete

Even with a beak-filled Prophet's throat, you shouldn't always catch a red mouth! I sit in foaming-scented, pear-colored solutions and maybe even get money for other waste products one day! The boiling bath and the unworthy, humiliated cold water are let down at once! Let the child-minded fool just freeze! The water level of conscious survival always crumbles a bit: just enough to allow the infected, salivating manure to drip through the veins! Every day, some people like to change newer and more fashionable snakeskins!

The self-agile little team of my Selfish Death is farming around the alleys of my body! The flashing handle of the out-entrance as a shelter option is given only to a few-rare! - I know for a long time! With every new excess of air, I multiply the sad loneliness of the Earth!
 
My body often searches for the greedily roaring Nirvana non-existence and often searches for the judging Moirák's hand like a needle-gray, plump thread! With strange-butane, fading humility, I still listen to the soft sighs lurking on the walls of petal heart-cups, and stepping out of my concentric circles, I move closer to something assurable, conscious Unknown!

- The jingling damnation of tears repeatedly falls-taps well-deep on the restless prison wall of my Soul! Naked messages from lazy bodies can always be misunderstood! It might be better to beware of the enviable-hyena ambush of gym binoculars! I can hardly feel the flavor of the steaming kisses in a lukewarm-balmy night! The orphaned tentacles of twin leeches clung to the golden reserves of lady-butchers lying in green one after the other! Greedy tongues licked in mature abundance, while it would have been better to start our acquaintance with a conversation before the cheap disappointmen

Their chalices are wide open in the balsamic sunset of the roses! Two black crescents in the eyes of vigilant searching eyes! He stops in nun white and stretches out his arms in Eve's costume while daydreaming about the reloadable Universe! The fork of our emotions with cross-branches only decomposes into cell molecules of common multiples at once! Our flowing stream merges into One Fate! The instinct of desire builds a delta on the tiny jewel continent of your navel; the eternal romance of your kisses!
 
We know: our proliferating empire can only be complete together! - That's how we run to our own donor mouth! Our budding words choked on our throats also sound like our moans in a series of immortal annihilations! This is how the One-gaze guards and takes care of themselves: the breast milk of our sins is still plentiful, and there could be only one common sin: our love was a breathtaking heartbeat in the eternal moments! The hesitant and half-faced faces of both of us: a childish, mischievous defiant majesty!
 
Bombshell Lady gazes also suggest little girly angels! With a swaying symmetry, the double bed of water ripples beneath us, and our redemptive gaze meticulously runs through the treasures of our pearls! We gift each other with our immortal emotions as we sin forgivably at every moment! - The midnight-dark undulating waterfall of his hair is a Promise woven from fidelity; together we are showered by the superhuman sure Goodness shower curtain! Sacred Peace tastes honey in our common sweating chamber! - Immortal romance s orange glow in the transparent light of our eyes…

Lost faith, sensationalist world! Crowds of people are running around in a loser mess! Dirt people and five-minute smudges are poured on torso V.I.P. parties to their comfortable throat, and group bachanalia is not out of the question either! Where did his selfish Cassandrasah go to testify to cobweb prophets who wanted to testify?! In a shrouded self-defense, the Living One who burns himself as an internal cataclysm - perhaps he has not even grown up! Tearful vulnerability always surprises; my whim was left with the late tax! "Glass beads are screaming from prodigal eyes, and they take a crooked multitude of moments that tears can't lie!"
 
In their puffy, overflowing pride, self-educated terror staggers! A surrendered canary-kitten-gaze to small-style compliments soon vomits! It can hardly be a blind flight between free-living mass-consumer-eden consumers! Nor can a savior of life remain more up-to-date and wiser! "The truths of eyes gleaming among wasted body possessions can lie at any time!" The Expropriated Lives of Copied Worldly Stars; short-circuited circuits, drum death alarm!
 
A pathetic ballad of small external lives is going on in the cyber-dominated generations: Ipad, Machintosh, laptop techniques among mutually dulling idiot shows, how could a surviving man find culture?! "The beauty of the complete resemblance is that fame can ******* itself at any time - pale-path figures trampling its rich authors to the immortal Universe!" - a conscientious conscience struggles with witnessing conscience! - With faithful cosmetics, the cacti slaps of Being can be removed at any time, but they cannot be washed off

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!

The world is rocking in a web of indifference and phlegm! He jerks at the disliked Celeb zombies; you would think jerking your solid mind as a spear! Your secrets that you have survived to Man would gladly destroy you — your fisheye examining in chilled loneliness — yet you can't pierce! Indifference sprinkles him on fame with a sizable forgetfulness! Excess collagen showcases bounce off the plaster from silicone-glued kittens like scales; why is it appealing, however, that many of them do not notice the Essence during the external cicoma? Rather, it strangles this foolish-walked world with man’s son’s idiocy with the intention of burying crops!
 
Yet on the wall of absurd stupidity the Mind bangs; the thought often revolves around like a ******* like a deceived drug! Play with everyone in the insidious Indifference! The heart of being is tormented by a wormy monster and the wounded Golgotha would already laugh at the torment to see his fate with pity! - A postmodern generation is chewing on fluffy pies! - Lambs born today, with their free gym passes, are rushing to Goddess laurels while the wisdom of the understanding and the power of the beating heart is lazy in their heads!
 
They fall into ecstasy at the sight of the very first kneaded gorilla: slackness and a shattering career desire are already wading through everyone he reaches! Torturous lusters scramble to scratch each other's cheeks! And with Lucer's red ****-clicking whips echoing the devastating evil! "Only the Thinkers are awake in the draft at the bottom of the potholes!"

Life is tiring more and more tired in me: there can be no lasting way out of nowhere! My purple anxieties in my loneliness are flourishing! It would be nice to tear down the massive walls with which I deliberately encircled myself! The creepy desolation of the cellular grids, in which you can’t hold my trembling hand in my hands, dear no matter how hard the compliments try under my tongue! "In my bones a cold of the Cosmos is guarding me, and the Silence behind creation is lurking in my ear!" I will live in the cliff corner of the Universe and I will be too complicated for myself too! With his bone fingers above me, Fate knocks the beat while always watching vigilantly and making sure to hook myself up for sure bagatell nothingness!
 
The visions of the creep of my dreams, when chimeras step into reality - come to life! Breaking down though my willpower believed to be solid, I voluntarily failed under Moonbeam loads! In me, a big kid with an unshaven face is searching for the value of true Friendships! - The dreams of the night, although I'm not talking about it, wear out a lot! The boring weight of my monotony is growing: who can balance his created life between alley pits and thin threads at the same time as an everyday burden! - I'm still alive and that's the biggest responsibility!
 
I have to be careful not to inhabit my Spirit Halls in preserved emptiness! Tears of rolling through the broken windows of my eyes can walk in and out! A treasure-plaster falls from my heart, and I still can't know who will be a donor and a savior who will pick up the fallen tiles with his swan hands?!…

During ugly's swarm of cheap prostitutes, don't worry about crushing! Don't let anyone believe you peeed in fear! If every curse-memory and minute-man rushes, a thousand ghosts could throw lasso into your throat every day! Silence can hardly surround you anymore, because you could not come to terms with your Difference! Indifference is listening to you with its great petals! Sooner or later, the World will collapse again, and you will hardly hear the supplications of your wounded soul! Honest prophets are worried about freethinkers and the Sincere Prophets are turning into stray dogs! The chaos-silence of the stars hugs her upside down her *****, the Nirvana-Nothing is still bleeding from the wounds of the earth!
 
I notice the grin of Mayan-smiling, ******* Angels: as Man sells himself for sale! The restless tranquility of your soul is a privilege and a rare holiday! "You should become one in eternal universe life on your Dear side if you could hear the wide screams of my heart attack!" "This is how you hide in stone silence if you are tensed into the Hangman-smelling, hibernated Time every day!" With fierce fear, atomic bomb angers are also lurking; instead of the right paths, they steer you towards your diverted, cross-decisions!
 
Your lonely ancestors are named — no wombat puppies and loyal hedgehogs! You have your last solid excuse for yourself! From barely pre-human swaying nights, you can barely hear: You pay with the momentary click of your being when called by otherworldly voices! The horror of your suicide is getting closer, trembling over your head! "You have to be in pain all the time to understand the incomprehensible human offspring constantly censored even in the forbidden phase of your body!" With whom will you share and share the childish cramps of your soul?!

Washed, pathetic molds are definitely washed cleanly jerkwater utility principle: the syrupy-luxury survival-desire for prosperity! They would try to furnish a second welfare state at their own risk: their market considerations are being recorded at the expense of their profitable greed! Their terrible engine of money and testosterone has taken them again?! Sudden upheaval has become every motive, and a believing promise is every ready-made move! They would not require silly, brain-shrinking, dull consciousness; smooth crawlers softened body of the peak! Turbocharged worms preach self-realization. It used to be a ruin when business partners arm is shackled!
 
In Saturday's willingness, nudely balances geometry as a pendulum with a superstitious, panther-body, **** hipster, and as a new stranger, he tenses himself like a bow-nerve at any time! With increasing libido, it is no longer certain that many people know what to do! *****-heated rags The John have already consecrated all the Czechs, on new rumbling parquets they start the cocoons of raging rhythms! The tricky coffee-fairy-blue glances can hardly be worn by those who are still hoping and seeking true Love! - Gluttonous V.I.P.- sparkling strains stretch their octopus claws! It was given to only a few so that they could be enlightened before the precipice slopes! Little virgins dressed in paws dress themselves in public!
 
You know, they can only achieve something if they can gain an instant royalty-free reputation with any cheap, **** tools, even risking their lasting protection here! "It's because of my brothers' wall that it's never possible to get out again!" Weekend bustling ****** are all already going into the sinks! Where could the romantic beauties stay?! If someone notices a leak, it’s better not to joke with it!

I couldn't grow up! Doubt shook to the bone! My vulnerable being is peeling, like the sun phobia! Brain-shrinking silly idiots echo on modern channels as clamps! Your vigilant reminder woodpecker is on your forehead! Your conscience is constantly interrogated and addressed! "Out of the desire for adventure out there, out of greed for careers, they ******* the Sanctuary of the Earth Universes!" Form breaker XXI. cheap Celebecskés dream of lustful immortality in the 20th century!
 
You can also fall out of Paradise quickly, and not just by tasting forbidden fruits! "The" camp of those who know everything better "is bouncing off me, shouting loudly! Human wrecks shrinking into fetal pores like crushing vultures and jackals are brawling in drug addicts that cause serious addictions! Even my existing cowardice in my shed little boyhood cannot be intentionally unnecessary! My onion peel self can only be reached by those who approach with empathy and friendliness!
 
The perceptible point decomposes into a thin translucent eye for human eyes: as endless crumbs, only sporty-**** titans and goddesses can kick into a ball! Snap-out, bachanaly party queens will instantly free you from your longing dreams! "You know: the Guardians could hardly stay awake, who could still be honored with their sincere friendship!" "This is how I intentionally turn to myself: a spiral inward spiral staircase!"
 
I am forced to lurk among the constantly grinning flower and gorilla heads like a prodigal traitor many times! "Even among human-shaped caresses, there was hardly a person who couldn't take responsibility for what he did intentionally!" - Disco rats offer occasional drugs and services in the form of profitable hyenas, and for those who are still looking for a place, they become pale. Jerky and phalma-manneredness developed into a way of life! Only the most successful heroic heroes can be

Because in all the insidious cases, it is a home-based canteen of soul-killing, mind-boggling, headache cats! Ordinary alcohol - s gossip clouds billowing at jaccudzi parties filling the court fools! The dog-flash game of dog comedies is followed by more and more popular fun! The vulnerable man is already prostituting himself! There is also a shadow over the ****** ***** gates of the Universe; diligent *** fleas fatten greedy greedy and insatiable elephants!
 
Lurking-polite idle boys can always stay on the go! he jerks into an unspeakable deep stack who wakes up to a sobering daze without the love of Loyalty! Ordas-whimsical merriment-pleasures are combined with incredible creativity! - The legitimate V.I.P. sense of life is concreted into the public consciousness as an unbreakable shell! Appearance The shores of America are still moving further and further away from a hundred-year lag prospect! They perform a complete power outage in tangled brains! The whole ruction always starts with a selfish leech attachment!
 
Can everyone just become a cheap toy in the hands of bad guys?! Slave-fought billion-dollar ******* dives play with each other as uninitiated silk chipendale boys! Their player veins are getting hotter and more unquenchable! Wild cats rattling on command and ringing their chains can easily become tamed kittens! In their Haddelhadd memories you can hardly find anyone who could show understanding empathy for little boy sadness! - The kneaded addict does not voluntarily consume performance-enhancing steroids; in stripped-down animalized instincts it is becoming increasingly difficult to find the True and Sincere happiness of this tiny existence!

Leeches and gnats are already spitting ***-licking, hazelnut-brained skulls! Everyone is constantly found easy on the buzzing pharmacy scales and everyone is fleeing from the insured liability! Hardworking mixers can do it - they can hardly catch submissive mice as their voices! Competing with assorted slang passwords, they scold the moles that are churning out of culture! Today, only the maid's ladder can be walked in this pathetic compromise! Voluntarily further annoying spatial relationship; death jumps without stretched net!
 
Jacquud's Dream Life Advance as a Leading Motif: New-Rich Eastern Europeanized, tohonya Way! Persistent gunpowder smell, unnecessary aggression raging around me! My conscious, cowardly cowardice puts me to the test, and because I know: the flames of the intellect are fading in brain-sized brains that are already inherited with eternal obsessions! In a lukewarm, homely environment, webs of intentional forgetfulness can also enter that way! - Invited small-death, gracious killer moments are played by a suicide candidate trying as a dog!
 
Moments into the Darkness of Doom in my dreams! The long-awaited sentinel-strass is always wrong! Anyone can cross the living paths! For there is always a crooked barrier of oblique intent; "You have to prosper at all costs!" - Compliance and step - by - step turbocharged everyone! Every exotically seductive Smile of the Universe, flirtatious gaze, is degraded to a projected sensory disappointment! And they still want to feed a deliberately waiting for a roast pigeon like a well-fed child “some”! I can resist your wish - even out of morality! In green-molded, jerky manners, chivalrous politeness can be in vain.

We are all interoperable! Clumps of hair cling to us at the gates of the inner, much-lost Spirit! We dream of finding a home while chasing the way of our selfish career and prosperity! Hypocritical, well-moved moods change everyone into cared-for thank you people! Who nods at the real play all selling himself for kilos and grams and his prestige squabbling! They deliberately subdue the refreshing knowledge, and the nourishment of the more curious spirits can only extend to another private life of Celeb sensations!
 
He who dares to confess in verses, when he kneels down as a sign of his faithfulness, immediately laughs with a simple wave; remains a target! The multiplied phlegm-tangled style is becoming more and more twisted by itself: those who have forgotten the Human Law and who are fair are already trampled on by indifferent arbitrariness. Idiots, giggle-etudes jingle throat-brain, hysterical kittens, whose only desire is to be able to show up in a deliberate-syrupy reality show with a self-promoting *** gesture! - All of us
 
they got lost between two points of light; With Sisyphus architecture, the tabloids and the public media are also constantly thinking about brainwashing! Sick pink will not be a balmy bronze brownness for bombarding bikini fairies lot, but even the teenage chick looks wrinkled in the artificially generated rays of solariums and thus conserved mummies! Even under their enchanting bikini line, vanity cellulite rashes occur! Easy-to-forget bachnalia ****** are struck in a whirlpool jacuzzi; but who can honor immortal love?!
 
Your little one, who has had a cigarette in his angel's mouthpiece, is potted in darkness, and irresponsible carelessness can give birth to new criminals!

Twilight gloomy scorching on extinct exteriors! In the inner soul — in abundance, the Sleeper fantasizes about dreams! The cross-section of the objects is still palpable and they keep talking to the person if you listen to them! In a cracked existence, he stops and looks away, pondering a blank eye, and "how to proceed?" - just guessing if you can answer! Even in tossed movements, the fear of being universal is petrified! Space-wind sways every day in the face of the persecuted innocents who have yet to learn to respect Man!
 
We can be close to ourselves and far from ourselves at the same time; timeless prejudice flares up from all disgusting gazes! A half-nailed, startled child in himself whispers to the Past; scream world pain ready to be destroyed in Nothing! And the moment of Finality is approaching! Hiding in the rocky den of homes - yet receptive to conscious solitude - where you can know and feel: no one can disturb you with evil criticism and sayings!
 
Just as the unspeakable thought of refusing is no longer necessary for one who has remained a free thinker! The real wisdom is much more the conoculent defiant silence stuck outside every circle, and yet knowing everything: contingent, but in an intermediate state! - The inner soul retires silently into the Conflict's denied calm in order to condemn the computational compromise! We should learn to recognize the more hidden sounds of the body, to feel the sacred truths of our guessing words with our fingertips!
 
Shocking words many times they are all lying! It is only purposeful to empathize in the primeval forest of subtle nerves with sincere empathy! Start s End condenses!

In the orders of cruel indifference, like a deaf-silent shadow, the wounded Man stumbles through me: it would be good to forget the details of the passing away! Being: Forced Waiting at the Gate of Another Unknown Dimension! Appearances for pop culture celebrity fiasco selfish exhibitions! Light-blooded girls hunting for men wield themselves as valuable utility items, disposable trophies!
 
In the silent sediment of the silent silences, the stored gossip and rumors get stuck! The diva-makeup formula of faces can quickly be reached by damp cracks, which can rarely be covered by the cosmetics of gold yarns! The awakening of developments is still just groping and squinting! Shadows lay a nest in the conscience of the sighted so that they can learn the cautious fears! Over the years, we have become withered rose petals - and it would have been better for breakers, karakan waders: a world-destroying passage could take over many times over! Everyone is daring to laugh at obscene-provocative obscenities when they owe their humanity a firm responsibility!
 
The risks of public safety are not valid for this Age for a long time! Liar-factory promises to treat everyone with affordable tabloid media! Fractions of moments are indefinable, because with the faint feeling of comfort accustomed to comfort, no one is looking for new holes and excuses instead of their current state! Claim my existence! All hesitant dating, distorted acquaintance scenes culminate in offered, sensual stunts! Delirious stuttering, vile thief speech instead of the language of beautiful compliments! - Would that be the uppercase trend these days ?! –The baby's mother lies in the boilers of incubators as debris of withered flowers!

Carat-deep heat destroys contagious; whistling in the trenches of empty playgrounds and a weedy woman Instead of cheerfully cheering, rich child-thugs, vulnerability teaches each other to survive! There is already a feeling of hostility in a state of consciousness, hidden in conscious uncertainty! We are all standing in a whirlwind lane and we are either ******* or doing enough tricks! We study grimacing faces at the edges of skulls! Today, Hon is still a caressing dream of a waiter, a seeming America, where cheap inflationary forints are also gaining power!
 
The limbs, which have been severely plasticized, turn into syrups with an expired warranty, and nowhere to get the words of sincere-friendly gestures! This current ***** misery is appetizing; you can't help bear no one's suffering anymore! Sunlit solarium faces glide into a melting target on the donkey ladder of envy; the rusty arrow trembles in vulnerable hearts! This current swimming pool looks like a huge, gaping pit in Kettle-Country! - Among ******* demigods and goddesses freaking in bikinis, what can skinny meatball boys do?!
 
The traditional feeling of life also smells of cooking oil, and you have no idea that the compromising details will remain unfaithful in themselves! An unmistakable hallmark is the scent of every busy worker! How much new oriental culture and obscene ******* will the tolerant of the party and festival ether! "Prophets can therefore cultivate on paper the traditions of standing in the wilderness!" "You can only know the original sin, but for me it is enough for a whole pathetic life!" You had plenty of time to get *****! The question is: How do you want to look cleaner again?!

Of the deep-bottomed, sanda underworld of our transience, which night-veiled, crooking pin belongs to the Eurides and the Jimpec Orpheus: who will follow us with sincere faith?! Who can swim against the unbridled reality if there can be no more consoling sunset ?! A soft and incessant supplication admits the orphan contemplative always; there will still be a lot of hesitantly winding stairs in the future that send a omen with a dull tap - so be on the lookout!
 
Time is spinning and time is running out! Over the dials, the pulsating pace of ancient rhythms and cries! It might be a good idea to cling to the crossfire of warning gazes! On the velvet path of memories, someone is always looking for someone! It is futile to rephrase and ask missed questions! Unfinished ax-sentences, love nods after flirtatious movements of run damage; a ghost-moon hovering over gloomy towers hovers and sends its cursed wraith lights! In dim light, the universe faces often go out!
 
Exclamation marks on stones light up in more and more superstitious eyes that are rarely if you can guess how to get to know each other! Dressed in immortality minute-deep, when two souls can recognize each other, they become one Love s Love! Your child's vision of hopes of hope: dungeon-riddling, vengeful Angels are still quoting in the night and at the unlimited bacchanalis of V.I.P. parties they all celebrate the budding nas of their bodies! The exciting net of gray eyes is already all around me and the candle flame of lies is roasting my brain! - It is seldom possible to command instinctive flesh if emotions are already involved

Skeleton-armed trees threw a dagger at seeing it cringe! Wall-to-wall! Seeing that he had touched the World as a fallen blind spot; unexpectedly a shard-tiled tile enters its mirrors and hangs on the edges of Being! On Golgotha nights behind the eyes, you don’t know when the guards can come hand in hand with the Watchers! On their foreheads there shines the ticket of the human desire for the ceaseless right! The invited Death grabs us when all living things are undressed and the ash-swallow bodies of skulls fading in empty eye rolls are soulless! He fell to the ground in a split space, dug into a hut and returned!
 
Because every vision deteriorates into the fog if we don’t pay enough attention to its voices! They speak for you from the ******* of Wounded Time; as a mortal, your naked loneliness is better accustomed to; perhaps even the immortal Universe can be destroyed at any time if the pulsating heart-petals are trampled! "Now the sobered Indifference is breathing and living on our worn-out, prostituted allegiances are no longer ours!" Our little boy's orphanage is constantly calling home as homesickness! We became prey on a cheap, otherworldly feast - we wander among ghostly summoned orphans!
 
We do not yet know who will return to our lives with love? "We already live there behind all the things that can be challenged, our silence is swallowing up dumplings of silence, even the Silence of Times carries signs on you;" your every day is more treacherous and more liar than your nights! People’s pride hides stigma wounds on your face every day and they don’t see how important sincere Friendship would be if they looked behind your mask! - The Savior closes the Dear radiance behind my lashes