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To Be Continued...

Like coffee in the morning

I grew used to you somehow

It started bitter and without warning

it is ending that way now

 

Like Gene Kelly or Sinatra

You have Marlon Brando class

Went to pop music from the opera

Now I cant stop thinking about ***

 

Like two stings out of tune

We always seem to clash

Bring your beauty to the room

Where the music doesn't match

 

Art is ever changing: lke w/e idc

People rearranging: Thrz no bEutY Ne wer3

(Jaha baha LOL

They prolly tlk like diz N h3L7 )

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Written by
Itwaspat
29 / M
Published
Apr 11, 2015
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16·94
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Commentary (or will be someday) on how Pop culture exchanges art for *** deep thinking for big butts, love for physical interaction.

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