Say it again, both ways

That you are guilty, or hateful, or
Above everything, what is it






It so choked
Even for birds
But you are still the one, grasping
For air.

Star spangled bye-nner
(?)

Advance Australian bye-ers


So on.


And it was a small room. Tight

Wooden cribs, paper walls



Buddha? Buddha?

On the edge of the room, a fine, something
You can't tell either.
Almost unseen.

Ugly.
You weep, like an idiot.

Mostly because it is pitiful,like it fell, like it is hurt, like,
It is wrong.
Like, you are right.

You can't hold it.

The birds, upside down, on window frames. Look at you, look at it.
"Shut the fuck up" you say.
But your lips, didn't move, didn't quiver.


The thing on the edge

Gold
Goldly
And then. Come again. Massive paper. You didn't keep. It was raining.

And you try to keep it from wetting.
You ran so hard.

Someone far on the hill. Like a friend. You felt glad....
Happy. And then.

And then, you know who. Walk away. Like it said it would.
Like it said it will.
And you fell. Wet, the book is wet.


Nothing left this time.

And you whisper. To the thing on the edge of the room.
Lip still.
"I know you will, do this."

The birds

The birds laugh.

Shit itself

On the whole room. The edge too.

No more. Quiver. No more. The room quivers.

And then it
It.
You.
Who?
"And if you can save yourself,
What else do you, need?"


>....

Guess it's taken

Not that thre was ever anything, actually given.

Keep screaming

You might actually now remember
Where you place
your loaded guns

Cuz honestly, nobody else know
Nor would anyone, know, like, actually.

>>3
I don't have loaded guns. But the great thing about AKs with the bolt hold open safety is you drop it and you're ready to rock and roll.

Not all things gets meaning

But artupida(ish) insist otherwise

Eh, it sleeps
Like the yellow outside the white.
Or is it black
Keks

Yeah
I don't get it
I mean, I could
Get, the meaning
Other than that

Why not ofer yourself
With

All the charity
Of, Heroism, of yours.

It's like everyone s afraid of artupida

I mean the one in the car
Geez
Why do you enjoy this much complexity
Keks

Eh
Police kids

Or, the one with cannons.
Or the funny hats.

Pecis

Keks
Yeah
Must be

Oh sorry
Suicide bombs

What are you
Stephen king?


Wait it's king right?

S not yet here everyday


I mean
Showing face.
In a small car


Wht to do with autists

Dude don't even own a street like your akongs

We ignore em

Ouch
Ouch

Sigh
Ouchouch
Like gunshots
Ouch
Ouch

Ten years time 365 ouch
Or

However long you re hre

Must bemuslim


One thing for sure
You don't mind the enmity either

Even if it hurts

To the point you can't even speak


It's part of
Feeling alive, ain't it.

If it's too good
You might
Just explode

You know
Paradise

Sorry about it

It was a fluke. Sokay you know
Learn to forgive, chimp. Should ve step on Darwin's corpse when you can

I mean
The stones

Like
Everyday

Mostly for
Egypt. That's your doing too, isn't it? Moron

And since your car came
It's correct.

I mean
A shield
A box of iron.

Face of a retard. Should take a picture next time

But please stop
It's like you are afraid.

Or just upload it yourself
Like a real movie.

I guess I sent it.