Games on the phone with me, even if we're going to the promised land.
Lasers shine on my mind.
Fresh flowers delivered to the promised land. Yet we have a nice evening, and that makes me really think that anything is possible.
But I just wanted a lot more of the world. Even if multiplied, by the end she hated me.
So don't look at the end of days, but the truth about the paperwork with a friend's little girl
who was having a good night out. With the exception of Hannah. But I just wanted a lot more emphasis on my mind.
You left it all behind.
Everything we built together. Other than the red carpet and upholstery cleaning services in my dreams?
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I often play predictive text tennis with my close friends. Tonight I thought I'd see if my phone could write poetry. It didn't do too badly. I just added line breaks and punctuation.