Just the voices in my head speaking to you and me.
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Sound like a shrill
whiskey flat hills
purging how she feels
big blue pills
surely to heal
wormy larva fields
thriving to seal
psycho sonic rounds
inward towards the ground
imposing on the scheme
open minded me’s
with solutions to be free and the chemistry’s in my melodies
just those universal sympathies
inconclusive like the sharp
focus watch it harp
electro,stop,sound,size
hips swerving much obliged
best not use a lie
throwing stones!!!whats a phone
meet me eye to eye
define your battle cry
diagonal thee that stride
live it nice and loud
humble and the proud
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