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The Fate Of An 'Isis'
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The Fate Of An 'Isis' |
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since 2008-12-03
Posts 186Toronto, Canada |
Cancerous creations contained in her Ovarian section, Gets a standing ovation cause truth... Penetrates with Godly illustration Her thoughts, ignorance from the 80's. A groupie on coke. Not the life for me. I know so many of these types of ladies Elevate your mental state, meditate. stem cell research... a merciful fate. She fails as an "Orator"! Is about as insightful as the ignorance of war Writing poems with the wrath of Caesar... is second nature to me! While cathedral halls applaud me, Someone had to teach it to her, She stays at home, not an entrepreneur. She writes a flawless masterpiece of mistakes. She sets the stakes to high, metaphysics escapes her. Still standing, that’s my status quo, with every detail I leave her demolished. Her ideas, like chewed nails, she's nervous, they aint polished! I wonder, what she thought like when she was younger. cause now, her ideas...Old like dentures. We were all created, in "his" image. created in the image of unworldly power Given emotions and ability to falter Be aware of a spiteful woman, that teaches without care! Because of her tears, be aware when she needs a beer. Her soul is like that of Osama, My speech like that of Obama! I write a demonic symphony of sympathy to she that can’t conceive life vividly. Reading her incoherent speeches, leave limits present. She's seems hesitant, suffering weakness, lack of depth and unique deepness We watch a maelstrom when her menstrual flows and skirt spins. I go for the gusto with leadership that's overdue like the son of Trudeau On any plateau, she will be forgotten like solar system did with Pluto. Pathetically she attempts... to entertain us, with her pain. While my philosophy is known to vex her cerebral vein! She unclenched her fist. Scared to run a trench Yet, she upsets the balance with a thirst to quench She’s as bad as the media puppet she quotes from She lies, cries and complains. Looks like a life in politics for her remains. - If I cant bend Heaven, I shall move Hell - |
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