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Conglomeration of Poetic Injustice by BBRealEyes

12/23/2020

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​Conglamaration of Poetic Injustice
Here we go again my friend. Destiny has chosen us to dance with our final chance to glance at her while she pants, takes off her pants and rants her maniacal rage of delusional days. Oh! How much she pays and all that it costs. A deluge, a refuge of positive vibes in a world full of toxic and negative ensnaring vines. Fine dining amidst an ancient star, dying gently yet burning its last, a past of supernova eclipsed in a futile shining dying force of Light. Desecration throughout this mindless eager nation, but growing oh so fond; way beyond  being patient. A new station, brand new sensations, tuned into the true coming revelation. Total Universal Mind relation. Condensation on the glass leading to verbal ejaculation all over her on my behalf. Passion flashes from his mind and CRASHES into time. Everything, he spurts out, will be fine. And I wanted you to see, what you and I could be, but you were not yet ready for me to come and set you free. In thoughts and in deeds. Friends forever though, I thought of you, indeed. Feed on three things only, my love; Do not push and shove. Just let it all go and know; Its not about what you earn or how long you last. No. But how long you burn is irrelevant. What matters is how bright you shine through and what you do with the Time that has been granted unto you. Only one thing left to do: sensed all along deep inside you knew.
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