guzzle lip gloss
nail it martyred
i waste sacred
pace suspended
selling concepts
lost in car rides
railing louder
down a mountain
praying coldly
cant remember
morning campers
calling mary
waiting finely
tending tankards
warning banter
bells and whistles
finding favor
cant agree on
roared and geared up
muted lovers
on a cold cross
holy coin toss
lord and regal
gulls in murders
fifty miles from
outer greenland
wasting breakfast
breaking wayside
on the train tracks
car flipped sideways
caked in mileage
mary’s silent
oak and cauldron
rending plenty
mourning lakesides
dining rounder
console sale point
clay rides prophet
i waste sacred
scared but patient
gold and coin-crossed
hailing mary
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