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Adrenaline
[font=Verdana][font=Times New Roman]Adrenaline is the wash of neon lights that engulfs avenues of ire. It sounds like iced wails and taste like bitter sweet metal. It smells like an eradicating aroma, it looks like fire brands, and it makes me feel lunar.
Adrenaline is the stain of scotching chrisom lips, molten like blood. Its sound is the laceration of fabric, taste like icy menthol and nipping claret. Adrenaline smells like searing thirst and cast like an alluring doxy; it makes me feel unconfined within affliction.
Adrenaline is a nocturnal dusk laced with smoking stars enkindling its chases. It sounds shaky, uncertain, but anticipating. Taste like smooth resurgence sinking between your teeth and smells like sinister thicket. It looks like manic simpers, ghostly suspicion. Adrenaline makes me feel transcendent, discovered, and sanctioned.
Adrenaline is a climax, unveiling the limitless inside. [/font][/font]
Adrenaline is the stain of scotching chrisom lips, molten like blood. Its sound is the laceration of fabric, taste like icy menthol and nipping claret. Adrenaline smells like searing thirst and cast like an alluring doxy; it makes me feel unconfined within affliction.
Adrenaline is a nocturnal dusk laced with smoking stars enkindling its chases. It sounds shaky, uncertain, but anticipating. Taste like smooth resurgence sinking between your teeth and smells like sinister thicket. It looks like manic simpers, ghostly suspicion. Adrenaline makes me feel transcendent, discovered, and sanctioned.
Adrenaline is a climax, unveiling the limitless inside. [/font][/font]
Published 24th Mar 2014
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