A linking Park.
How the bravest of people and yet the bravest of souls cast aside
by the media who put them there on the side of the road and not important at all
for all the talk shows on the rat station and all the peacocks and all the foxes too.
If animals knew they were named after stations that they would have appreciations to
fuck over all the technology in the status rooms and all the things people like to say and
do that are not real nature.
In a linking park. The soul is vibrant.
The people in suffering can be risen and connected.
In the lines and the screams and the songs and the lines of
lyrics that are clearly divine. For if there was a hero of one
damn decade it was the screams and the music to give it distinction.
In a linking park; a jogger can watch not an app for their news, news
that can never give a damn to the urban and normal blues.
Everyone is not this social whore and everyone is not stupid or
fucked up to realize that life is sacred. Not everyone is into this pop culture
and its leanings of self hate and its leanings that people are not good enough
by characteristics of being normal that they consequenced not as normal
commit their end. For all people of punk are not on the news.
For people who are chrunk could never be on the news.
The news never knows anything about the real world and its real people ergo.
In a linking park.. The soul is vibrant.
The people in suffering can be risen and connected
in the lines and the screams
and the songs and the lines of lyrics that are clearly divine and speak for all
the unappreciated people and their lives and all there charms in their own life.
For not being these fakers, these hefty egoists who think they know everything like the back of their hand. Like the back of their hand.
And yet pop culture is yet a scurge on the land.
And people will always hate the real and people in it and
that is not how it should be.
For the park is light and need a revolution be lit it would be fit to
overthrown all these people who are whores thinking they are fit and yet such conflagration of human appreciation would be lit.
by the media who put them there on the side of the road and not important at all
for all the talk shows on the rat station and all the peacocks and all the foxes too.
If animals knew they were named after stations that they would have appreciations to
fuck over all the technology in the status rooms and all the things people like to say and
do that are not real nature.
In a linking park. The soul is vibrant.
The people in suffering can be risen and connected.
In the lines and the screams and the songs and the lines of
lyrics that are clearly divine. For if there was a hero of one
damn decade it was the screams and the music to give it distinction.
In a linking park; a jogger can watch not an app for their news, news
that can never give a damn to the urban and normal blues.
Everyone is not this social whore and everyone is not stupid or
fucked up to realize that life is sacred. Not everyone is into this pop culture
and its leanings of self hate and its leanings that people are not good enough
by characteristics of being normal that they consequenced not as normal
commit their end. For all people of punk are not on the news.
For people who are chrunk could never be on the news.
The news never knows anything about the real world and its real people ergo.
In a linking park.. The soul is vibrant.
The people in suffering can be risen and connected
in the lines and the screams
and the songs and the lines of lyrics that are clearly divine and speak for all
the unappreciated people and their lives and all there charms in their own life.
For not being these fakers, these hefty egoists who think they know everything like the back of their hand. Like the back of their hand.
And yet pop culture is yet a scurge on the land.
And people will always hate the real and people in it and
that is not how it should be.
For the park is light and need a revolution be lit it would be fit to
overthrown all these people who are whores thinking they are fit and yet such conflagration of human appreciation would be lit.
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