Tag: words
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Div-eyed and Conker
Unloading the full unholy capacity, One final sign tap, for anyone asking: No talking to the driver while the vehicle is in action. Terrifying sleepstealing cries, wolfrhapsodies, Viking raptures. Anpiels writhing at the fiery revelation from the unveiled cyphers. A trough holding a thousand pairs of melted eyes. Climbing fires like hellish ivy Wreathing high…
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kingkingkings
How I talk to them Down, not the county Oval Office’s evil resident I am the president When I tell them how it is I know I have residence in their head Deferring, preferring to look down at their shoes Word master, read the charges confirm, long wrap sheet Never had to war on the…