#totheKidYEFscare

123 to left on my tight 321 pompelmo 213 porcupine .. sound high on the road sound a voice on your left sound gal on your right and Merl to your face do it all around as a phone gots you a note you may miss if sleep here bird blue sink a yellow cup and a pearl of paper on your scrambler was a jacket hammer on the wing , quite distinct the smell left behind was not petrol like your pricks but the smell of iron of my feet

Published by johndinotte

Well well born in a night of storm 91 in the month of death, stars called the Cusp Of Revolution.. and I guess that's just the right category. heavy child wood, music from 8, Brick and cement 16th as lost on those power tones.. I remember gatecrashing my cousin room where he had a thunder Vester guitar and I still him my first 3CD.. Paranoid Black sabbath - Metallica KillemAll - Appetite for Destruction and the story buzz up but I'll keep it writing it as I'm not a jusf a normal type 💪💯😜

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