AiaiaiAI! I broke the bads ****! beyond the saddened eyes of a Notorious Funkyman
As if me were you just to catch an incognito glimpse of you
Oh how I wish that'd stayed a joke in town haven’t ******* like a bird on my head n convert me to a punk cannot turn't back such an irrelevant inconvenient run was dark dark dark brown beyond the thickening curtains shattering gossipers at hours before the break of dawn
I don't do with tarot cards my heart longing burning for your mirage allows me not visualize
truth as is cruel so I blow a puff high tigh tight yotabye n bluff you up only how I wish was that a dream now but no man t was no funky man although with a funkyman was so bad bad and I! after as bad as you can be in hearts and still me is so good in dance nobody could score us! ...Once we have had fans.
Read you thru the minds if not hearts and broke it open now! saw yours was not true talkin to me although remains so lovingly eyes with glittery in memory as sad as it can be if you not yourself convert it later on to … jokingly I say ... like you keep this a secret itsmak for luck only then I knew what you meant... then I saw what you saw...when you looked at me
I looked at him not with fake eyes of you oh love me true and said Goodbye. ie rolls a colorful bead - its a gift with a who knows what future brings me nodding agreeably for the phrase only Nay its neither for you nor ie future a farewell at most to include you both and me and I promise me never I break hearts by puffs again will stick to tarot cards keep tis a hard learned lesson past where heart allows if not minds.