Tired

[confusedxsanity]

Twisting, distored, malfunction. How is it so often when a person tells you one thing, they mean another. How often is it the person tries to keep things vague, so that the world becomes an oblique paradise. SO anyways what I am trying to say is that slash whiff and slash goes the blue fairy as her screams clutter through misled dimentia. Here

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[confusedxsanity]

I'm not the poem is striking you in the same manner it did me. Have tit speak riddles into your mind allowing your imagination to alternate between endless scenes of variability. What do you see, do you see what I see. Our image is grayed over in the dark malidiction of this becoming.

We see something different in each line of persuasion. If only truth was universal.