Yeah, Im running off the rails. Ive finally gone crazy. The ground is spinning faster than my teeth could ever grind. I know its a shame when success is to blame, but I cant remember my name. In absolute wrong I have made this place to lay my head. A reoccurring nightmare. I never trust. I never rest. Ive become another victim of this self-serving device. My cock does all the talking. my mouth is just a lie. Im winding down to nothing. It suddenly comes clear. Im winding down to nothing but human smoke that fills the air. What can you believe? That is the question. I have you on a string. Something yet up my sleeve. Bury me deep, we have an unborn child, in the only world cold enough to host this seed of endless ugliness.
Posted on: Tue, 03 Dec 2013 21:51:34 +0000
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