(Only in this room)

Upon the lips of the bitter heat, the cold was born to track the treats.

It...in all of it's pitiful glory is here to treat & combine nothing at all with defeat(kinda like a 70's move key chain)  

Now, as you settle down & realize that this is all for your mood. (Not some of it, all of it, with a capitol L for "Adjustment)

Something to gather in winter, so you will know the story oh so well to tell.

This is so beyond the where & tear & whatever the fuck it means.

Being sorry & being where it wants to hallway stay & seem (Elementary)

The room is 404.

S9

Somewhere in this sonnet of a song, to be syrup sublime.

Well, this is what you said. All time to be supported by anything  tallying ring of kind.

Never remember the day that you forget to repeat.

Oh constant sleep,please don't' let this act repeat, but then again.....

You failed to tell the whole Whale (& you balance the vile)

She don't wanna speak to  you not @ ALL!

This kinda smells like a cake that has been baked before.

Close the door & lock the uneven. THIS IS SPENT!

Ignore the chore & close the door.

9S -=.

Pushing, you have seen this before.

How much about this can you atone to & tell, without, question or in order to tell?

Then there is this thing with you wanting a vacation. Devising a way to mask the wasted time in the form of relaxation.  Pleasure is a sour spiting promise.  Sour intentions is our destination.
So... as you sit here & stare upon this afternoon ride, you still haven moved away enough to show fear or pride. & you waited for her to be here.  Just the fall of your farting fate.

She would be here, if she beyond loved you, yet we ALL know that this is way  to late.

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