Staple the mess to my dissappointment after so much went to hell.This will make sure potassium infects the soul, And that DNA matches the horror.
Hoods with a ninety degree cemetery and a broken sun, shall cast. Let me show you the screaming inside me that hope can't hear.
Breathable Walls and worthless fabric are background to my cocktails and clouds.
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 10:42 PM UTC
Staple the mess to my dissappointment after so much went to hell.This will make sure potassium infects the soul, And that DNA matches the horror.
Hoods with a ninety degree cemetery and a broken sun, shall cast. Let me show you the screaming inside me that hope can't hear.
Breathable Walls and worthless fabric are background to my cocktails and clouds.
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