Unmanagable

Shine, cats-

that which is to disdain for having life is no...

Gritted teeth,

grind'd mind,

hallowed speak,

hind benign...

She told too much about the little things,

dice-
mice-
china-
advice...

The creepy carry of device,

often called social spice.

No spine now,

all is tight,
tingle-
height-

nothing chooses what,

resides-
confides-
exemplifies-
co-enterprise's-

it's all-

sight,

mighty,

teedy,

divine,

light,

grit-
signs of fit...

White-
bite-
light-
benign,
benign!

Like in your holy land where there is an ancient church standing tall over a hill, your good work shall find...

Swipe-
saunter-
disaster-
shallow hunter-
callous...

Immaculate palaces,

and unmanageable addictions.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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