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Xanax.
Broken arrows sit wondering what just happened
One becomes 2 in the blink of natures eye.
Seething revenge buys flowers.
Molecules and lies are in the air
RAGE: The devils twin.
fear worry and doubt are the real enemy.....patience, love and mindfulness are the real captains of your soul.
"Its not what you can do ........."
He didn't deserve a bullet in the head.
The black cat grounds a manic beast with a purr.
Ten seconds eyes closed, hang on lemmy see whats going on in behind those two lids:
1. Antique glass water pitcher speaks to me in broken English
2. Through a rusted porthole window the ocean is orange, steel I beems hold up the gray sky.
3.
One becomes 2 in the blink of natures eye.
Seething revenge buys flowers.
Molecules and lies are in the air
RAGE: The devils twin.
fear worry and doubt are the real enemy.....patience, love and mindfulness are the real captains of your soul.
"Its not what you can do ........."
He didn't deserve a bullet in the head.
The black cat grounds a manic beast with a purr.
Ten seconds eyes closed, hang on lemmy see whats going on in behind those two lids:
1. Antique glass water pitcher speaks to me in broken English
2. Through a rusted porthole window the ocean is orange, steel I beems hold up the gray sky.
3.
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