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Mew Sensored Feeling Feeling Trevor
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The footsteps following Me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end. Seemed sowed for real. 'Drought paused me in hint' I sanded' beneath the birth of my 'source'.
(Second Me)!!! Lost in the am till no pm was felt nott asleep. Knowing hearing my voice trapped. Deep down this water quinched mine, to next time too living next era darkened mine tears. Torn through me sadness ended star circle. Searching beneath mine viewing too only took me seeking, listening. Too while the sad to mew of wind continue.
Crying indecently having a breakage continuely. Knowing mine own reputation driven me back and forth through corridors. Corridors is are, has me something continuously got Me. Wind gesturing Me only, more mew throwing left and front mine feelings. I Just because then was a profound reason of saying time. Where I did living and life go I asked, to breathing heavily.
Through nostrils with wind more mew mine sense. Being nice too inn what feet mine mind too a thought never was taking. As the wind tunnel one way knowing never a dew dropped from Trevor. Help was geared here that, too translate 'nice' how bad. Being made too tolerate to notted mine on dew. Another medicine I love you Trevor is listened, dropped founded, living beneath crying for understanding, say understandment mental how did I get here.
Persistently something adored me the reader the writer. Believe I mine door was never shut, I believe mine Hut shutter wind while, dreaming closely. "Touching sanders exist crossing mine named mine life leaving me these, see'ing second chances named it Sanders. Sane oh while cry mew I 'breach', mine nott to cry. Standing around at the corridor, besides God named than is he walks adore above me. How I saying this trying too call for him.
Mentally, addicted I think it was Mr. Doctor finishing the walk through. Where all hall corriodors linked nice to say it. Mr. Doctor it'nott mine thought. Too the thinking Sanders too black-out existing. Spoken you is serenity-one are you. Straight Sorority buttered nice to be life too to too save for more. Be walked sand memory, eye's continuing crying nott too call for Me, mine mind own nott. Awakening back too forth to take action never knew sand was in mine eye's. Candle I were mine burning.
Born eye to eye of shown she is are smelling serenity of whole, Mew kindled breathing again it was not said, Me saying was told then. One while breathing nostril second breathing nostril. Can't say it because continuously it was never their whole. Me indecisive movement notions mine mind not too thought to thinking. Living this one winded jesture God called Trevor.
I say of unlimited butt it was breathing me in thinking. As we breath knowing from place in thinking became mew. Hospital birth needed, God inspiration I went about one serenity knowing all I existed was for mine source is mine source birth. Sane mine mental serenity for a junction be love. It was about July 4th 1222 believe me sane too her, believe me too see.
Happy birthday, was about, too come out of mine speaking remember. You called it washed seeing this sanders. Better he is here again believe me. Speaking God was the end I was never scared!!!... I love The...
The footsteps following Me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end. Seemed sowed for real. 'Drought paused me in hint' I sanded' beneath the birth of my 'source'.
(Second Me)!!! Lost in the am till no pm was felt nott asleep. Knowing hearing my voice trapped. Deep down this water quinched mine, to next time too living next era darkened mine tears. Torn through me sadness ended star circle. Searching beneath mine viewing too only took me seeking, listening. Too while the sad to mew of wind continue.
Crying indecently having a breakage continuely. Knowing mine own reputation driven me back and forth through corridors. Corridors is are, has me something continuously got Me. Wind gesturing Me only, more mew throwing left and front mine feelings. I Just because then was a profound reason of saying time. Where I did living and life go I asked, to breathing heavily.
Through nostrils with wind more mew mine sense. Being nice too inn what feet mine mind too a thought never was taking. As the wind tunnel one way knowing never a dew dropped from Trevor. Help was geared here that, too translate 'nice' how bad. Being made too tolerate to notted mine on dew. Another medicine I love you Trevor is listened, dropped founded, living beneath crying for understanding, say understandment mental how did I get here.
Persistently something adored me the reader the writer. Believe I mine door was never shut, I believe mine Hut shutter wind while, dreaming closely. "Touching sanders exist crossing mine named mine life leaving me these, see'ing second chances named it Sanders. Sane oh while cry mew I 'breach', mine nott to cry. Standing around at the corridor, besides God named than is he walks adore above me. How I saying this trying too call for him.
Mentally, addicted I think it was Mr. Doctor finishing the walk through. Where all hall corriodors linked nice to say it. Mr. Doctor it'nott mine thought. Too the thinking Sanders too black-out existing. Spoken you is serenity-one are you. Straight Sorority buttered nice to be life too to too save for more. Be walked sand memory, eye's continuing crying nott too call for Me, mine mind own nott. Awakening back too forth to take action never knew sand was in mine eye's. Candle I were mine burning.
Born eye to eye of shown she is are smelling serenity of whole, Mew kindled breathing again it was not said, Me saying was told then. One while breathing nostril second breathing nostril. Can't say it because continuously it was never their whole. Me indecisive movement notions mine mind not too thought to thinking. Living this one winded jesture God called Trevor.
I say of unlimited butt it was breathing me in thinking. As we breath knowing from place in thinking became mew. Hospital birth needed, God inspiration I went about one serenity knowing all I existed was for mine source is mine source birth. Sane mine mental serenity for a junction be love. It was about July 4th 1222 believe me sane too her, believe me too see.
Happy birthday, was about, too come out of mine speaking remember. You called it washed seeing this sanders. Better he is here again believe me. Speaking God was the end I was never scared!!!... I love The...
