FusionA Poem by Payton ThaProphet
Fusion...Infusion of confusion about conclusions drawn from illusions done by magicians in competition for their division. Not to mention rigamortis has set, they can't ignore this is next, it's quite informative yet, the withered storm's not a threat, I bet...The bet the best is yet a test the rest can rest invest your neck and set the standard in a manner that can handle the wreck. They confess the less is more before the thrown, alone the tortured souls are thrown to the floor of course...the course of action in distraction is reaction to a fraction of the passion in the caption of the captured mastered attraction to what happened back when tactics ad libbed past the massive passing. Satisfied as it died had it lie down beside deep inside what reminds them of the mind, suicide lose a life true the sky knew the tides were in time truth is like you and I doin time. Organic material inferior to interior steering wheel stainless steel. The portion of potion had potential to be stenciled in offensive condescending comprehensive comprehension. Admissions admitted are acquired and acquitted by the fire of the victims while the wild winters winnings. Spending the spirit in an effort to be near it is inferior, materials disintegrate within you..spiritual
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