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Where is the palliation? Parochial visions of blank t.v's fuzzed by all Excruciation! Paradigms of paradoxed love all come around secretly, yet I see them in plain sight. Panacea night's broken to hot bedded springs, parsimonious money launderer's pocket's grow, while children die to sing!!! The paucity of romancers so pensive to me, perennial, bicentennial blows strong onto every sneeze... A perfidy of things so strange, word's of slang, to ghetto walls of brick!!! Eye's glued, bomb's on the move with shells from mistakened and sick.... Why so many pojoritive scholar's I ask? Ties to their neck's, with shutgun shells ready to blast.... Perjury of judges, to Schemer's and dreamer's of pernicious luggage.... Where can I find such one who won't make me their perquisite? One to replenish me, One who shall satisfy me whole as I them!!!!!!! To an ancient beautiful feast!!!
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May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
replete, where is that???
Where is the palliation? Parochial visions of blank t.v's fuzzed by all Excruciation! Paradigms of paradoxed love all come around secretly, yet I see them in plain sight. Panacea night's broken to hot bedded springs, parsimonious money launderer's pocket's grow, while children die to sing!!! The paucity of romancers so pensive to me, perennial, bicentennial blows strong onto every sneeze... A perfidy of things so strange, word's of slang, to ghetto walls of brick!!! Eye's glued, bomb's on the move with shells from mistakened and sick.... Why so many pojoritive scholar's I ask? Ties to their neck's, with shutgun shells ready to blast.... Perjury of judges, to Schemer's and dreamer's of pernicious luggage.... Where can I find such one who won't make me their perquisite? One to replenish me, One who shall satisfy me whole as I them!!!!!!! To an ancient beautiful feast!!!
brandon-nagley
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May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
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