How Do They Know?

Is it my affect of affability?

Is it my bounty of buffoonery?

Is it my craving for cheese?

Is it my dearth of discernment?

Is it my embellishment of erudition?

Is it my fetish for fecklessness?

Is it my gentrification of garishness?

Is it my hate for heaven?

Is it my itch for illness?

Is it my jones for jokes?

Is it my knowledge of killing?

Is it my lust for lucidity?

Is it my mark of mathematics?

Is it my need for nothing?

Is it my openness of ordeals?

Is it my partaking of pills?

Is it my quest for quills?

Is it my randomness of rambling?

Is it my scarcity of sexiness?

Is it my truth in taciturnity?

Is it my underwriting of umbrae?

Is it my vociferation of villany?

Is it my waning of will?

Is it my yearning for you?

is it my zeal for zero?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hope yall dont know.

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Astral_Tides's picture

Dayum.. there are some things

Dayum.. there are some things sparking here.

And woah man, your vocabularity is rediculous.

Pfft, I cant even spell that damn word right. Always go for the "E" second

taciturnity?

Oh wait, thats that guy who stuffs dead animals right?

Hmmm.

Thanks for the maze, I will go puke from my spinning equilibrium now.


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Hahaha dude you are awesome.

Hahaha dude you are awesome. Thanks for reading and commenting, so glad you liked! Im honored man, fo realz.