Adrenaline, runs underneath
- Bev Flynn
- Nov 7, 2018
- 1 min read

Wordfount, of a dreamer's grove the cool and swirl, of carnal madness jets of tears.. a rinse of ink adrenaline, runs underneath. Imaginations wallow in these wild crimes, within us here.. is where we tortured souls embrace. The rest is just a jump-off place