Dinner with a pair of pajama's
Here is my tow, the image of sincerity
Is meant to be, a looking and little more when
A shadow has become my inheritance, for curiosity
Lips I never saw, accept me in a craving
Time is a worried heart, to lend a dramatic yet
Play the part of a speed, for my special stare saving
So in more, and so in form; the smile I offer is met?
Live well, and *** is my best friend
Let me peek one more time, this one is a mightier word
Sakes and tools of worthier trades, know me for a sin...
Terror in my belly has said hi, to a shyer wry than the world
Look and seek, the through of an adored two, I made
With the help of a secret friend, and the smile of you
Life has become a notorious care in the palm of a grace
Here, here, here; spare smiles and actual space for a risks clue
Hey, anarchy...
When I stare at a green daydream, with the eyes of a stir
Many cooler minds go by, and the wink of charity
Where a smiles belongs, but there is no way to share?
A friend has a smile in the smile of another
Saying the obvious, will serve me a droning muses won
Looking hard for another friend, the order of things is quite a bother
This friend of mine is you, when the little bird flies into the sun...
Reality stinks...
When I am here to wish, on a star that watched
The little bird catch the fly, in the rhyme and reason it thinks
Is my silence, but only when you admit a voice has talked...
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 1:52 AM UTC
Dinner with a pair of pajama's
Here is my tow, the image of sincerity
Is meant to be, a looking and little more when
A shadow has become my inheritance, for curiosity
Lips I never saw, accept me in a craving
Time is a worried heart, to lend a dramatic yet
Play the part of a speed, for my special stare saving
So in more, and so in form; the smile I offer is met?
Live well, and *** is my best friend
Let me peek one more time, this one is a mightier word
Sakes and tools of worthier trades, know me for a sin...
Terror in my belly has said hi, to a shyer wry than the world
Look and seek, the through of an adored two, I made
With the help of a secret friend, and the smile of you
Life has become a notorious care in the palm of a grace
Here, here, here; spare smiles and actual space for a risks clue
Hey, anarchy...
When I stare at a green daydream, with the eyes of a stir
Many cooler minds go by, and the wink of charity
Where a smiles belongs, but there is no way to share?
A friend has a smile in the smile of another
Saying the obvious, will serve me a droning muses won
Looking hard for another friend, the order of things is quite a bother
This friend of mine is you, when the little bird flies into the sun...
Reality stinks...
When I am here to wish, on a star that watched
The little bird catch the fly, in the rhyme and reason it thinks
Is my silence, but only when you admit a voice has talked...
the magic of the night with a dramatic fact, still turns out to be a cheap tact called your mother, you little monster, unless you want a pop...