Thursday, June 19, 2014

Zinc. Regular

We left Portsmith with our memories intact
No creatures from an extremist Hell cursed our thoughts
Or so we thought
We got home and the ice maker started to rumble
Cubes of frozen blood destroyed our old fashioneds
The devil did a devil dance to mock our illusion of safety
If only we had known
That a house without prayer is the Devil's home
We'd have rented instead
We'd have avoided the headaches and rented instead

Use tramadol to control moderate pain. Continue living for moderate pain.

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