Can a borland be insatiable? Worry exacts everyones decision. When a spliff ends up dead, nobody ends. The paranormal, paranoid aliens refer to angels, demons or olives. They never cease to fool the drunken stoned men. never. Smoky tendrils elapse the enormities of my brain. Halitosis. Halifax. advertise my money. I use it to graffiti burger king. I use it to deal illegal cards.
wow!! that's an awesome poem. it sort fo reminds me of one of those sort of drama movies (example: my life without me).. not the storyline but just the writing.. I have this picture of someone walking down the street and reciting the poem but in more of a drama and upsetting manner kind of just talking into the air... (which is a good thing) I like those type of poems. good job on the poem! keep up the good work.
