Tropicana Crunch
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•9 months ago
Big book handlers carrying some hefty abundances of fiction and non-fiction in chronological order Bet some of them works could've been written in shanty towns, luxury penthouses, some even with sorcerers as their authors Backgrounds from all around gotta be diverse as those crayon boxes more than that 24-assorted Bet the close-minded eyes skipping sprinting through that selection'd sure feel as bitter as some spongy bread in that extra-virgin olive oil soaked in All-naturally avoidant to any perspective refusing to mirror their wonderous plenty books of law absorbing any info that'll replenish their faults and cracks like lotion So whenever the topic of discussion is life they'll lag behind losing the purpose of it type to write their independent clauses broken Try to acknowledge their own mistakes and get ready to be witness to a human being fragile as the petals of orchids Be prepared to hide up under your book covers before a place to where you'll hear loud every pen drop from zero to hundred Perfect example of an opposite match to what the surroundings 'll call for Where it should only be within the stories where hearts'll get mauled and torn Yet I know some'll still adopt the tables as their leg rest and then for snack obnoxiously munching upon some popcorn Rulebreakers who'll be checking off whatever they haven't before followed everybody with those 'try me' stickers worn And their voice I'd describe in specifics as a conductor mid-piece spasming out over a bee cutting through ruining what'd be a beautiful song Yet face glum that'd be seen another accomplishment of those ochlocks who have no moral code no rules no thumbs Bet they'd be the type to pack in a tuna fish sandwich to bring to a bakery to drown out the croissants heavenly aroma Type to become too comfortable with the deceptive weight of a grudge
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Big book handlers carrying some hefty abundances of fiction and non-fiction in chronological order Bet some of them works could've been written in shanty towns, luxury penthouses, some even with sorcerers as their authors Backgrounds from all around gotta be diverse as those crayon boxes more than that 24-assorted Bet the close-minded eyes skipping sprinting through that selection'd sure feel as bitter as some spongy bread in that extra-virgin olive oil soaked in All-naturally avoidant to any perspective refusing to mirror their wonderous plenty books of law absorbing any info that'll replenish their faults and cracks like lotion So whenever the topic of discussion is life they'll lag behind losing the purpose of it type to write their independent clauses broken Try to acknowledge their own mistakes and get ready to be witness to a human being fragile as the petals of orchids Be prepared to hide up under your book covers before a place to where you'll hear loud every pen drop from zero to hundred Perfect example of an opposite match to what the surroundings 'll call for Where it should only be within the stories where hearts'll get mauled and torn Yet I know some'll still adopt the tables as their leg rest and then for snack obnoxiously munching upon some popcorn Rulebreakers who'll be checking off whatever they haven't before followed everybody with those 'try me' stickers worn And their voice I'd describe in specifics as a conductor mid-piece spasming out over a bee cutting through ruining what'd be a beautiful song Yet face glum that'd be seen another accomplishment of those ochlocks who have no moral code no rules no thumbs Bet they'd be the type to pack in a tuna fish sandwich to bring to a bakery to drown out the croissants heavenly aroma Type to become too comfortable with the deceptive weight of a grudge
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