twist around and call me deadly.
call me deadly, so I know enough
to cramp a headache away and steal
an evil from beyond a lifting pick-up
of a cell-phone denied service as it acted
strangely at the last house party it attended.
bereft of all wings, you did not glide... you
plummeted to the earth like a
question mark.
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 4:29 PM UTC
twist around and call me deadly.
call me deadly, so I know enough
to cramp a headache away and steal
an evil from beyond a lifting pick-up
of a cell-phone denied service as it acted
strangely at the last house party it attended.
bereft of all wings, you did not glide... you
plummeted to the earth like a
question mark.
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