GFGF(Gluten Free Girlfriend )

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Fumbling the thousands upon thought...for sorts...that sports source from consorts...can this be...the feels of my angels demons....my kingdoms mind...sanctuary of the finest refiner...finds a soul to give a heart...body to live with soul are the world revolution firearm....

Perhaps a pizza my girlfriends gluten free pieces oregano with pita red peppers and chikorita...I lovely dive into... She looks at the end of a decade...of love lust and lies....provided eyes and fallen tears...fears thus im going through different feelings....dealings with my torture....culture that was rather ruthless to my upright....position now pathetic...selective is my mobile phone....deaf abrupt an undertone...gone a crash root my power hollows stems a plants tainted...painted masks and broken hands carry overweighted....writes about a pen living inkwells...swells skin...slain...colored dries...thy sins of the rotated...I have grown gracious into a sage...illustrious gauge display my measures away from being insane....fuck this...
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I said..

storm shall pour my life into arms...newborn to a home...love me...love me...love me... storm shall pour my life into arms...newborn to a home...love me...love me...love me...


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Remind a backwardness reminiscent forwards...I give no fucks about the addiction you attic to my diction addict add-in Mr. Dickinson...georgie was his first name...selling pizza to a teenager addicted to papa John..son...kinda pop a jaw garlic gnawed...knots a smiley face...its a good day...as long as it pays...radio's active headphones in repetition side drinks a can of lipton, as flow pause and replays...await payments thus pavements scrape the knees of the floor board...wait...the badgers at the door...

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Ironic conscious was the knocking...georgie guilty being shawty 16...kill her body ...then hide his skeleton in the closet next to Cin...coming...so he yells ...he couldn't handle all feeling...gripping his chestnut...he opens up the front...can I help...who was at the door frame...ashamed by his...disposition couldn't get the picture of the image that stood within his vision...ststststutter did he fallback.. collapsed when the heart)lq attacks...did he die ...soul only God knows...never more less does this Edgar pose..