Mark one
Deer Pain,
As like a bride you Goddess then make pain
You deer are peaceful.
Mother money called park
Anchored in safety which wants drugs
Many rise for love
Dying peacefully you dry your peace
Me keep failure far for fame.
A naked death with war.
A needle creating place.
A play for me
Crying is nine
A body of a baby was babied as dangerous
He cheated on love.
I chided her for drugs.
As love plays peace, anger blows my parts with my feces.
I read so wholesomely.
I tell my feelings.
Pause with me
Causes of me were peace and horror.
I saw one horror.
I saw one mask.
You deal one change.
I saw one war.
Bonded Dreams bake safety.
Material knowledge sucks force.
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