Little Audrey is lunatic , clutching an album , a photo of her Mother , in Knoxville , excited and free she said ! .Audrey is falling again , without friend or flying high enough , encircled by vultures that portend her future , a downward spiral , catatonia that paralyzed her little wings ! Poor Audrey is gone now , closed doors , back on the spoon , peanut butter in her veins , borealis visions made her cry , to be the apple in Mom or anyones eye !!
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 6:59 PM UTC
Little Audrey is lunatic , clutching an album , a photo of her Mother , in Knoxville , excited and free she said ! .Audrey is falling again , without friend or flying high enough , encircled by vultures that portend her future , a downward spiral , catatonia that paralyzed her little wings ! Poor Audrey is gone now , closed doors , back on the spoon , peanut butter in her veins , borealis visions made her cry , to be the apple in Mom or anyones eye !!
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