White bile, the undiscovered humour,
Beyond whose churn no palaver adjourns.
If in vention is life,
Then allusion is my ventilator.
Nine lines a day.
Where is the cocaine of yesteryear?
I awake in darkness.
Today, the lightening
Of the gray makes things feel worse.
White bile, the undiscovered humour,
beyond whose churn no caviler adjourns.
Is invention life?
Then allusion be my ventilator.
Nine lines a day.
But where is the cocaine of yesteryear?
I white in in darkness.
This morning, the gray’s
lightening makes things feel worse.
White bile, the undiscovered humour,
beyond whose churn no caviler adjourns.
Is life invention?
Then may allusion be my ventilator.
Nine _____s a day.
Yet where is the cocaine of yesteryear?
I white in the dark.
This dawn, the gray’s
lightening makes things worse.
White bile, the undiscovered humour,
beyond whose churn no caviler adjourns.
Is life invention?
Then say allusion is my ventilator.
Nine --------s a day. But where
is the cocaine of yesteryear?
He whites in the dark,
and at this sunrise, the gray’s
etiolation makes things worse.
White bile, the undiscovered humour,
beyond whose churn no caviler adjourns.
Is life invention?
Then say allusion is my ventilator.
Nine ========s a day. But where
went the cocaine of yesteryear?
I whites in the dark,
and this gray’s
etiolation spoils.
White bile, the undiscovered humour,
beyond whose churn no caviler adjourns.
Is life invention?
Then say allusion is my ventilator.
Nine ========s a day. But where
’s the cocaine of yesteryear?
I whites the dark
till this gray’s
etiolation theys.
White bile, the undiscovered humour,
beyond whose churn no caviler adjourns.
Is life invention?
Then say allusion is my ventilator.
Nine ========s a day. But where
’s the cocaine of yesteryear?
I whites the dark
till this gray’s
etiolation theys.
White bile, the undiscovered humour,
beyond whose churn no caviler adjourns.
Is life invention?
Then say allusion is my ventilator.
Nine ========s a day. But where
’s the cocaine of yesteryear?
I whites the dark
till its gray’s
etiolation theys
White bile, the undiscovered humour,
beyond whose churn no caviler adjourns.
Is life invention?
Then say allusion is my ventilator.
Nine ========s a day. But where
’s the cocaine of yesteryear?
I whites the dark
till its gray’s
etiolation daze