my phase of chars raining my being
upsetting times through loss of timeless stains on my shirt
it all happened the second the hora left to arrive the past
as shivering steps passed her brick tears built upon metallic fears
nothing is more in chances than the plastic minute they arrived as less of us being you gasping tires fires up darkness
split by struck of awareness necks twisted by force 180°
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what all means by times that had already passed our roots of environments of any sorts could be minds on fire
if do is what main state in her country of love is then he becomes flavors fly free under the swamps of plastics and surgeons
being the cut the spilt the gap the you of only censored of what borders only not exist then unrecorded is karma
came to leave already so wired
souls beyond warriors
warriors beyond mirrors
mirrored souls you am i
if i appear as a god
you will be no more than i
lost i
found you
daughters of bits
son passed chars
no more book will cover your stars¬
love to all you!
white trash 2.1
