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Jan 2020
The smell of your hair reminds me of ditched roses
Don't be alarmed the scent is very very sweet
To tip of your crown to the bottom of your feet
Achilles giving you chillies cold front hunts
The warms storm comfort you if your in harm
Listen baby I won't let you go forever more and more
I got so much love to give
Bloodline of King Yashayah
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Bloodline of King Yashayah  26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth
(26/M/Hell on Earth Since Birth)   
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