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Pickpocketed each pocket has a purpose church bells shatter through the surface the worthless circus sunday service a procession past the pickled mirthless dispersions of persons pass pews hoping He accepts the time served, in lieu and thus this pocket is purposed for you At the masqurade parade all day That preys on insecurity youre sure to see a bargain, sharking, armed with curiosity but the cost is often hidden, lost in a forest of desire, in a silk lined pocket and this is where they keep your wallet search for solace in a sound structure then ruptured synapses, flayed fluster rebuild it all, regard life's lustre meander melancholy with what you can muster place them in a pocket, each respective, one for your lessons and one for perspective as the pickpocket of fear plays with the reasoning detective
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Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 8:28 AM UTC
Pickpocketed
Pickpocketed each pocket has a purpose church bells shatter through the surface the worthless circus sunday service a procession past the pickled mirthless dispersions of persons pass pews hoping He accepts the time served, in lieu and thus this pocket is purposed for you At the masqurade parade all day That preys on insecurity youre sure to see a bargain, sharking, armed with curiosity but the cost is often hidden, lost in a forest of desire, in a silk lined pocket and this is where they keep your wallet search for solace in a sound structure then ruptured synapses, flayed fluster rebuild it all, regard life's lustre meander melancholy with what you can muster place them in a pocket, each respective, one for your lessons and one for perspective as the pickpocket of fear plays with the reasoning detective
A bit of rhyming fun here with a few feelings expressed against some aspects of life completely biased and brazen. Sew up those pockets people.
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29/Genderqueer/Poland/UK
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 8:28 AM UTC
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