clockwork is on the war path
Al fayed is innocent , please can you not abduct Dev for mating duties
this blog is copyright of LIZARIKK , throw , clockwork
harpie , bisto , chops , identity thief , bobble are not welcome
My first book is called The Love Bombers by Lacey Ember
see below please , hunnie is not welcome to it , she wants to feed my books into AI
I opt out of them being so used
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It takes her two years to get Mick into bed ,smell of wine and cork
Trippy wallpaper with huge flowers an atmosphere of sin
missed him In the heroin of God Cuckooed in a trap house Back to this fantasy from a film The rock star is probably dead now They were making a film with people watching Grinding muscles and exploding lights
A feeling of peace and excitement
A taxi driver goes the wrong way And back to that film With a view to doing the girl Which she can do if there is a man watching If you know what she means
One of them was blindfolded And another had a gun A bit unhinged if she doesn't take her meds
The guitar is melting like candle wax Narcotic feelings transformed
Bang a rock star connection Pink lacy underwear looks good on him
And enhances his masculinity Shocking under his jeans
Subliminalist painting she doesnt think her psychedelic hedgehog Is from another planet N shes the pinball !
what if solo were the only offer on the table she had to steer that one
a laugh gasm her skin feels smooth like porcelain they said . They blindfolded her she suggested he wear stockings but its not set in stone
the moon is D shaped they watched each other then their movements became jerky n now shes walking funny all wobbly like jelly
years we've been thinking about it what does the kingdom need , more love that was agony , she writhed and grimaced in ugliness feels a bit dizzy and sick
this holy unholiness just wont do so he waits for her to warm up
and then slams his foot on the accelerator there is some pain to go through she gasps for breath
after rampaging through the streets like a werewolf
wearing something like a kilt like a cave man he appeals to something prehistoric in her what exactly she cant quite put a finger on
shes in shock now feeling seasick
under the glass floor
tidal energy generator like surfing a monster wave it was a rough sea
enough power for the country digging in wet mud its not easy having all these cameras trained on the window she sticks out like a sore thumb
then they make fun of her afterwards, what manners
he teaches peace , shes drawing a greek statue
the moon is peeping through the trees n surfters crashing the waves
n that music is eternal if only they were allowed she floating above it all
in a magical land Like blowing up a balloon n whats gross to one person
is meat to another
n the anger turns to flaming flowers n music like paragliding into the sunset all painted different hues of orange the big bang occurring in a black hole smashing the glass wall an explosion of flowers
there was a howl and a yelp too much a lady brought down a peg or two
doing something so base twisted in a vice to maximum torsion
something only young people do a shaft of light from the coccyx
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