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
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
this book is fictional
edited 090325
her aura fans out like a firework firing shots of white energy
as shes turned inside out , the strength in her muscles suddenly apparent
feeling no longer weak
burning up like a sunny day she used the butterfly clothes
yes the same thing has happened again theyve done each other
shes also on anti psychotics and a bang on the head
repercussions thoughout the body warm bright light which dazzles her
and creases her up
n shes been bombed again
as shes turned inside out , the strength in her muscles suddenly apparent
feeling no longer weak
burning up like a sunny day she used the butterfly clothes
yes the same thing has happened again theyve done each other
shes also on anti psychotics and a bang on the head
repercussions thoughout the body warm bright light which dazzles her
and creases her up
n shes been bombed again
if Picasso were alive today he would probably paint a drug addict
with striking hands and feet
with trembling hands and trembling heart she offers up her soul to Mick
the energy of a light worker a body of light that blurs and hazes
Vwoorp Vwoorp with loads of feedback
that was kinda rough
not sure if shes going to need another one
things seem to be moving as though there is wind when there isnt
like the wallpaper is peeling little tiny antar movements micro jerks, little bucks stuck in a groove , this record never tires
n she can smell the fear coming from the neighbours
taking out all her anger rubble falling away a blissful devastation
fluffy plumes of pink light like fairy lights in the window
the tension builds to a crescendo like a bucking horse finding energy she didnt have
with striking hands and feet
with trembling hands and trembling heart she offers up her soul to Mick
the energy of a light worker a body of light that blurs and hazes
Vwoorp Vwoorp with loads of feedback
that was kinda rough
not sure if shes going to need another one
things seem to be moving as though there is wind when there isnt
like the wallpaper is peeling little tiny antar movements micro jerks, little bucks stuck in a groove , this record never tires
n she can smell the fear coming from the neighbours
taking out all her anger rubble falling away a blissful devastation
fluffy plumes of pink light like fairy lights in the window
the tension builds to a crescendo like a bucking horse finding energy she didnt have
she is caught on the end of a hook thrashing about and gasping for air
her limbs splayed like an octopus she melted like a Salvador Dali
her limbs splayed like an octopus she melted like a Salvador Dali
not very ceremonious
earthquake techtonic plate her sense of reality is shaken
the earth opens up and swallows her is this the psychosis that saw Ophelia
shimmering scintillation muscle spasms like a snail
thats a bit personal isnt it it stings like a wasp nearly got side tracked there but not where you think she is obliterated
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