She acted like her ****** was
made of gold.
And
that my heart was to be
bought and sold.
And
that I would bow to
that wet alter and
sell my soul.
She was
wrong though—it’s not
for sale;
not for any price;
not even if her
****** were made of
gold.
https://www.bandlab.com/thomaswcase
Please check me out on band lab and tell me what you think. Just hold your finger on the link and it will open the band web page.
Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 7:24 PM UTC
She acted like her ****** was
made of gold.
And
that my heart was to be
bought and sold.
And
that I would bow to
that wet alter and
sell my soul.
She was
wrong though—it’s not
for sale;
not for any price;
not even if her
****** were made of
gold.
https://www.bandlab.com/thomaswcase
Please check me out on band lab and tell me what you think. Just hold your finger on the link and it will open the band web page.
Hey everybody, me and some friends put together a band, and we've been making incredible music. Art, music, poetry, is my hot bath on a winter day, it's everything in these f***** up times. Please check out my band, here's the link. https://www.bandlab.com/thomaswcase. If you hold your finger on the link for a couple seconds, you will have the opportunity to open and go right to my band lab page. Keep writing everybody, and don't let the ******** get you down.
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