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Backyard Fences

Backyard Fences you want to plan a murder ? your mind is racing its the cause for religion in certain circles running Light of illumination who gets the getaway car ? running through loop holes in vested portals, the glamour girl with big florescent eyes a vast mirage to the never world the whole host of togetherness yet we still barter for socks a derision of a laundry basket filled toilet paper down to the final roll we clasp our hands then long to amuse outside we see the backyard fence broken bottles line the vast expanse of its decorum the conclaves of caged barbaric remnants ensue what has become of the earth what has become of her pale sister let us bask in the vast array of logical persuasion come to the inner realization that you are light a beacon of hope to a hurting world in search of love the varnished creatures are all in search of blood taunting through the exploits all alone yet searching for a new way to discover its the in tuned harmony to the hidden beasts reality society has lost its way in the night sounds of laughter once filtered through the air today we are left with a toast of sullen brevity time will tell when the water will boil a challenge to be free is a question of time

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