cacian
06-22-2014, 03:01 PM
I am amazed at the speed of which we hurdle through life like a bumble bee bright the buzz size is too grite.
it is like a missile shot through a garbage of tides it pushes out pandemonium but it does not go hide.
the landing is damaged hood and food for thoughts is rude we did not look back for good.
fear and knowing what it would grow into memorial stands a graphite grand.
the act of 'look and don't touch' would museum blend a Banksy brand.
spray cans silicone glands. mandatory graffiti allegory. shabby bad.
mission impossible hands we stood to compete time to defeat but it wont beat. it is too neat.
to admit we may never did is regret non fit.
silence would lit:
going back forward awkwards when the move intended was never onward.
the traps of life are quirky but never murky so handle with care yourself and those to follow with everything you come and borrow.
it is like a missile shot through a garbage of tides it pushes out pandemonium but it does not go hide.
the landing is damaged hood and food for thoughts is rude we did not look back for good.
fear and knowing what it would grow into memorial stands a graphite grand.
the act of 'look and don't touch' would museum blend a Banksy brand.
spray cans silicone glands. mandatory graffiti allegory. shabby bad.
mission impossible hands we stood to compete time to defeat but it wont beat. it is too neat.
to admit we may never did is regret non fit.
silence would lit:
going back forward awkwards when the move intended was never onward.
the traps of life are quirky but never murky so handle with care yourself and those to follow with everything you come and borrow.