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Pop Confessional

Waterfall syntax

smoke lens caught in the offshoot sparrow

Limb letters and all that candy coated stuff is just pop semblances.

Which one are you; give me your hand and fuck off the radio. I am gun shot

strawberry milkshake after effects gliding silly on these American knees,

Lyotards and cheetah leg warmers not that its ever worth phototexting

Bodies buried in the snow, souls buried in cellphones. And there goes

all the eucharist quarters dispensed into mouths, techno-catholic blow up doll

So give me vegas or the vatican.