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17h
Sitting idly on the bench
A plume of smoke was in the air
Everythin' was feeling near
Concealing my fear



I was cold enough to feel
Yeah my buzz was wearin off
Was our love ever real?
Course it was I'll go and scoff



Can we go and crack the sky?
Yeah these birds were always real
Feel your tail coiled round my thigh
I guess we share a common zeal



I'll hold you tight my only friend
I'll always love you till the end
I'll light your blunts forevermore
I'll always share im not a bore.
This is a song about my imaginary friend, Morgan Farrel. Pretty sad to think about honestly
Caddyboy
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Caddyboy  16/M/Estonia
(16/M/Estonia)   
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