Dancing Down Roads Of Delusion Glowing Oregonleatherboy Wearing Blue Leather Jacket And Baseball Cap Blowing Smoke Animations Dancing Down Roads Of Delusion

Dancing Down Roads Of Delusion Glowing Oregonleatherboy Wearing Blue Leather Jacket And Baseball Cap Blowing Smoke Animations Dancing Down Roads Of Delusion

Writ by Oregonleatherboy aka Jesse Lee 

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I've danced down the roads of delusion and ended up at a chalkboard at the bottom of a well I've pounded at the metal until it protruded. But that wall was very tall And the water within the well give off a strange smell like that of lemon and ammonia and sweat like mossy rocks sprinkled with sugar when I look up the well the sky was turning, turning and turning. And in the far distance the clouds were burning, burning burning and the wasteland from above wasn't near as cold as the hell that I waited in waiting in it waiting in it and waiting in W ad ing you can set Noel for the rest of your life and nobody will come to Savior but they will drink the water and the water will fall and the rain will come and fill it all and the water will pace that much better and be that much wetter And I bet her And that might toxic tastes clean and that the dreams unfulfilled were to rush through the atmosphere like electrical, mayhem blah blinding all those who have never seen and seeing all those that were never blind electrical mayhem from behind in the lineup of all the things you ever wanted and you want them more now than you did before but there wasn't a door and fate is a horror that will slam you down fate is a whore. That will wa H O R that will sell you promises for a quick price but when destiny comes in to suck your deck it'll leave behind calling hard Call me. Glowing Oregonleatherboy Wearing Blue Leather Jacket And Baseball Cap Blowing Smoke

Call me now. Call me make me break me. But don't forget how was there when the ocean met the sun and the sun burnt to the ground in a deep hissing sound. With the dirty flapping edges of the earth cresting toward into infinity but then breaking down to magma. I watch as her body ride up and down moaning, screaming moaning was it erotic was it pain? It was a stain no matter what. It was humanity. It was a crawling, raper, raper, raper for if you didn't, the curtains couldn't be closed and inward couldn't walk in the gods again, from the edge of the solution you know, the gods again, from the edge of the solution, the solution? They called evolution. They broke it into an institution. And now here we are serving the teachers. For if you don't serve the teachers and you'll never get the bread and if you never get the bread, well, then you never going to be able to ride down the river again. The River of moaning the river of sun, the river of deep hissing, dirty flapping, cresting, magma. I only wanted it more than anything. He only wanted it more than you. And she only saw it for what it was when they couldn't come. Because they were too insistent on making me fall into the pit of cherries. Have you ever seen a pit of cherries? I mean, have you ever seen a cherry pit? Have you ever choked on it? Have you ever planted it deep in the core? Have you ever been to the core? The core? Have you ever been to the core? Do you know more? I don't think so. His way. God said after I was dead and wondered. who was it that sold?Glowing Oregonleatherboy Wearing Blue Leather Jacket And Baseball Cap Blowing Smoke

Because if you don't. The Pope is going to turn your acid to meet the Pope is going to make it so you can't sleep, two popes gonna take you in his robe and turn you into. evolution. Evolution must be the solution with the river, the river stopped moaning. And instead, the man was hissing hissing down, pissing down, forgetting who I was forgetting who you were. You were forgetting, forgetting who, forgetting who they could be. Who could they be? The children could see the children are the only ones who can see. But that doesn't mean that the children don't want to fucking destroy their parents. Because yes, you know, the children want to fucking destroy their parents because you know, the parents have been destroying their children for a long, long, long, deep dog. Dirty down in the lost ground. pierce me loud, clear last forest. Little person crying deep within the womb for it could be its tomb. stillbirth, stillbirth, still worth