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">I want to take you to a place where your <b>Desecration Smile</b> disappears. And not even the faintest buzz of <b>Brendan’s Death Song</b> can be heard. A place where, <b>By The Way</b>, I tried to say I’d be there.</p><p id="66a7"><b>Universally Speaking</b>, can’t you see, I love R.H.C.P!? <b>Tell Me Baby</b>, what’s your story? Can you see their love stream flow, too? After thirty-eight years, one would assume their <b>Fortune Faded</b>.</p><p id="9e4b"><i>So Divine. Hell of an elevator!</i></p><p id="8648">I was also thinking about <b>The Adventures Of Rain Dance Maggie</b> (that lipstick junkie) and little did I know her body was one delicious vinyl.</p><p id="c9c8"><i>What a <b>Pretty Little Ditty</b>.</i></p><p id="c790">Anyway, back to the Peppers. <b>Throw Away Your Television</b>, go to their concert and have a <b>Look Around</b>. The rest will come <b>Easily</b>.</p><p id="f44c"><i>Everything must go!</i></p><p id="f831">My love for them might be <b>Warped</b>, but I <b>Can’t Stop</b>. <b>If You Have To Ask</b>, <b>My Friends</b> will forever be <b>Under The Bridge</b> with my <b>Soul To Squeeze</b>.</p><p id="6d08">Thank you for your love and support. You Are Loved.❤</p><p id="1847">©<a href="https://divinasr

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elease.medium.com/">Divina Grey</a>. All Rights Reserved.</p><p id="27e6"><b><i>Divina Grey</i></b><i> is a ferocious woman and mother rebuilding her life one article at a time. She likes long bike rides, singing and playing her guitar, an electrifying workout, and a cup of coffee so decadent she can feel the frothiness in her bones. Over the last twenty-five years, Divina has stockpiled a collection of journals in an elegant wooden chest and is oozing with gratitude for the chance to share her staggering long-time love of writing with the world.</i></p><p id="ef6e"><b>If you enjoyed this piece and would like to read more, please make yourself at home:</b></p><div id="1dff" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/a-classic-tale-of-love-and-loss-b075e7999b05"> <div> <div> <h2>A Classic Tale of Love and Loss</h2> <div><h3>Musical Story Challenge</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*GxSdNsCZsZ4whGsr)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Musical Story Challenge About The Red Hot Chili Peppers

I have a Sick Love for this band, it comes to wash me away in Detroit. I Could Have Lied but then you would find me in the Suburbs in the shadow of decay. I could talk about them until Midnight — everyone knows everything goes. Things will never be the same after I heard their first album.

I can’t help but Get On Top when I listen to the Chili Peppers, just ask Dani California. She’s a lover, baby, and a fighter.

Simultaneous release.

The Scar Tissue I wish you saw years ago, turns out, only me and the birds share that lonely view. But Hey Oh, let’s go Road Trippin’ to the Snow and forget all about the Otherside.

I want to take you to a place where your Desecration Smile disappears. And not even the faintest buzz of Brendan’s Death Song can be heard. A place where, By The Way, I tried to say I’d be there.

Universally Speaking, can’t you see, I love R.H.C.P!? Tell Me Baby, what’s your story? Can you see their love stream flow, too? After thirty-eight years, one would assume their Fortune Faded.

So Divine. Hell of an elevator!

I was also thinking about The Adventures Of Rain Dance Maggie (that lipstick junkie) and little did I know her body was one delicious vinyl.

What a Pretty Little Ditty.

Anyway, back to the Peppers. Throw Away Your Television, go to their concert and have a Look Around. The rest will come Easily.

Everything must go!

My love for them might be Warped, but I Can’t Stop. If You Have To Ask, My Friends will forever be Under The Bridge with my Soul To Squeeze.

Thank you for your love and support. You Are Loved.❤

Divina Grey is a ferocious woman and mother rebuilding her life one article at a time. She likes long bike rides, singing and playing her guitar, an electrifying workout, and a cup of coffee so decadent she can feel the frothiness in her bones. Over the last twenty-five years, Divina has stockpiled a collection of journals in an elegant wooden chest and is oozing with gratitude for the chance to share her staggering long-time love of writing with the world.

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