Vampiric State

Vampires prey on my thoughts today in a pleasant way.  The lick of the sick is in the blood.  I am the thorn in the side of a bride.  My mind is kind to those who find a space that is a place of their own.  Be alone and find your zone.  Walk as the creatures stalk.  Find a meditative and slumber state in a land of bang bang hate.  Sensitivity is not an illness.  Beasts are bizarre, and I love not owning a car.  It is best as I design a test for the suspension of the brain of the Insane Clown Posse.  I know the show is about to blow.  Wash in, wash out.  I will not shout.  Figure it out.  Glasgow is here, and now he feels fear.  It is best, it was his quest.  Freeze ABC and I come for yee.  I just wait as you just hate.  I then speak to the guilt of you after 5 minutes of silence, and the screen comes through.  Pharaoh is now vampiric too.  It is a sensitivity state, and his mind is no longer irate.  He has found a place to be that no longer seeks notoriety.  He now cleans himself so lovingly.  He is imbued and not rude.  At a certain point, I will give him more wet food.  Vie