good guys and bad guise

I boned Super Mans wife, then I shot him in the chest with a bullet made of Kryptonite, gave Batman the back hand when I hacked into his bank account and sent all of his money to the children in Afghanistan.  

I transformed space, time into a glass of red wine with a fine dime who puffs pine, devine metaphysical mutation is the motivation for the sensation we’re creating, making love to the sun till a supernova hums,and cums through the pelvis from the third eye,her cry creates an earthqauke that erupts the blue sky why lie I’ll never die,live on thru  I ough my childrens mind,a ressurected Pharoh respected where

ever I go, mistakes all intentional,high stakes when I roll, Miami in a snow globe, I’ll gladly trade for your soul. The God of the super villans you’re just captain asshole.


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