It never matters wether i sothe and grove or if i even bother to move.
Selfless youth.
Complaining of missing a tooth
Your not telling the truth
Ive seen you kissing,
wishing that what you hear is not the case
That your envy has gone to waste.
Homless soul lender on a weekend ******
Lenders ready for splender
Though you took my soul
And hacked away at my feet.
No souls
Ill tie my shoes around my neck
And dangle from street poles
Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 7:41 AM UTC
It never matters wether i sothe and grove or if i even bother to move.
Selfless youth.
Complaining of missing a tooth
Your not telling the truth
Ive seen you kissing,
wishing that what you hear is not the case
That your envy has gone to waste.
Homless soul lender on a weekend ******
Lenders ready for splender
Though you took my soul
And hacked away at my feet.
No souls
Ill tie my shoes around my neck
And dangle from street poles
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