Terminal7 Posted March 27, 2016 Share Posted March 27, 2016 I want you to make a sharp guess if what I'm thinking about. I have no reason to tell you exactly, nor do I expect you to care: Clots only lead to strokes. Hearts to death. Eyes receive darkness and minds know pain. Ears belong to the deaf, mouths to the mute. The smell of poison is sweet while the taste is sickening. And at the end of all this, you feel nothing. You're faceless. "Try to breathe" with no lungs. Piss it out when there's nothing to piss on, but always take your medicine and stay weak. Tornado alley is a time, not place. -I'm genuinely curious- Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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