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Mar 2020
I need music with the right beat. Words freely coming to my mind but I can hardly speak. About to hesitate, with a heartache, possibly about to deteriorate, I'm a contemplate, everyone's fake, not about to break, risking it all but that's  what I'm a take, didn't mean for anyone to break, give it time with a rate, musics loud this is great.
How many times will I shine, star light that's mine, doing this all the time, need a Corona with a lime, back on the grind, secretly trying to be fine, but rejoice is something I'm a find, not looking behind, I'm just too kind.
Like lately, been crazy, maybe, where's my baby,  emotionally waving, I'm saving, love craving, feelings levitating.
Dear Nel, you surprised hell, but oh well, do tell, did it burn when you fell, was it a spell, you stuck in a shell? Come on man, help me understand, I'm a fan, how'd you start off was it a crayon, hard to keep up so i ran.
What's love, looking up, high above, i won't pry nor shove, look a dove!
Impossible! unstoppable!
Forgettable, debatable, realtable?
I'm a play on the swing and let the words free, no tax fee going to let it all be. So tell me who's next to criticize me.
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
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