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Apr 2016
Remember how we thought
We might could be in love?

I'm sorta drunk.
3:16am.
I've got one skeleton and a lasso
A lasso of people
It reminds me when a child hood friend and I
We went to the rodeo
We won boomerangs
They came.back to us in the audience
I think?
Or maybe her mama just paid them
To say they did.

I'm so tired.
Comforting sounds from love and homie love we love
But this time last year I wasn't here
Don't wanna lose my spot, my meaning
But I always feel that way
But yet I go and I go and I go
Because I have to
Trust.

Tonight.
Was beautiful
And weird and hard and so very chill.
Short and sweet and meaty.
All the women secretly proclaim
They wanna be the mothers of dollface
But
**** it

Let's do it
Let's **** it
Because I know deep in my heart
This IS just the beginning
And filmmaking
Women
Ladies
We out here
And we are taking over.
So hang tight, hold on
Cuz we sittin next to you.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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