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The motion blurs
The sense is a sound that cuts you down, and the apologilic referendums blinds the ears of the sense, and you reiterate the lost sound.
The heart stares at the sound. Remembering lifeless bound as the motion blurs the light glares
Pictures like scares, but they remember scars.
The temptation is the lost taste. It bakes in the face of illusion. The fire Burns and the soul mistakes the life for the safe place that has no taste, just laced, and the motion blurs.
The life fights for every single second to understand the drama of the dream
Does it seem real, or are we scared little children?and the motion blurs at the tears of desperation.
The sense of her fear sheds her tears at the sound, and she fights for every...
The heart stares at the sound. Remembering lifeless bound as the motion blurs the light glares
Pictures like scares, but they remember scars.
The temptation is the lost taste. It bakes in the face of illusion. The fire Burns and the soul mistakes the life for the safe place that has no taste, just laced, and the motion blurs.
The life fights for every single second to understand the drama of the dream
Does it seem real, or are we scared little children?and the motion blurs at the tears of desperation.
The sense of her fear sheds her tears at the sound, and she fights for every...
