the girl from my bedroom

His fate faints before the faulty chapter.
lacking substance
blowing smoke rings around the bend
trying to find meaning where there is none
We are closer now to the end

The water absorbs an exotic teapot behind the badge.
A wound papers a surviving commentator.
The storm trails throughout the brick.
The shifting mayor originates beneath his fourth wife.
Its joined fossil flips behind the unwilling fever.
Why won’t he believe?
Revenge collapses next to desire.
The street reflects the absent spirit
A musician loses
the sabotage underneath the vice
Will a gibberish struggle?
the silence sneaks beneath him
As his sweat rearranges the sky.
The defense trips?
The defensive slips
as the blood drips
down
The bible shares the leaded performance before your ignorance.
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