So no one, ever counted on developing a plan. Collections of connections always leads you to demands. And lectures litigating reasons, justifying hope as words to use to cope, just like dope.
And just as quick to gain the benefit in any forfeit, hit and quit. Lengthening the jerk to snap your neck that hangs from the cross roads that stick. Twenty twenty vision, yet there's some thing in your sights. So it promotes the things you bought as entities that have amassed. And personality gets caught in terms too vague to fill the gap too vast.
I know I ain't got x-ray mission but I'm not blessed with a buzz. And I'm bound to catch more honey staying busy, sweetened coxcombs hanging octagon decor. I can't compute some information, some bits of drama I refuse. But if you're needing entertainment, here's the bomb and I'm the fuse. So it proofed it's what you got. Not memories stuck in the past. And you don't need a lot but thoughts are misleading when fits get feeding. Things need feeling to make them last.
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