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This was very fluent but I believe the end seemed to flow the best for you.

"a thunderbolt's growl behind affectioning croons
scratched a scab open. sang the leprosy blues
colliding in your Camry. our vehicular muse.
midnight mascara and rouge. cocaine whiskey and wine
salt and pepper - cloth and leather - lemon and lime
ambient shine. pupils dilate. now it's Ambien time
beg your pardon please.. this disconnect's a habit of mine
pictures phrases quotes and concepts twisted to bend
into visions you read. concrete consistency like liquid cement
no dimes and nickels to spend, it's rhymes and rhythms instead
the devil was a capricorn and Winter is death."

great read!