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My dreamscape of a nightmare

I can't sleep...like King Midas I learned a lesson Like a wild stallion advancing with his stesons.. Fuck the obvious I want you like you want guitar lessons... Damn, I just want to be your everything Without IG or FB causing a calamity scene Vibrate...like the trumpits of Jericho decimating your inner walls of wet moist  Marley green....smoking hot... My thoughts liquidated Jack and Jameson only to execute a formulated high of her.....making that "Beyoncé" trot Fuck it I'm high and drunk off her love and inner being that is.....HOT.... Can't catch a break but I'll catch her heart from escaping mine in time of a simplistic woven knot... Knot or not....bartender, twisted but not stirred in a pot
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