where wow, okay this this is so scary wow, wow. A zombie or zomby i am not sure, yet so scary ugly out to get me. thorns sharp parts as a way to hurt me, out to get me wow! a zomby or zombie out to hurt me, fire, divine, refined, this eerie thing thinks not, an anomaly, for fact or fiction or non? i love blondes. endless course of bodacious misery, physic vivid echoes in the halls, who knows, this course of trials is of a worthy cause! Romantic poetry for i adore, no more scare this monster is up and away and forlorn. We as a people need to let loose and learn a skill intake things to grow in more ways and connect as deep as a deep lake! A bomb is nothing, as nothing is silent, gold, gold is silent, wow, okay, scary, wow.