Named after the Son of the *****
Found the light while looking for the switch
In the waves
Can't compare a life to how insane I am
How are you? How is the man
Standing at 6 three in a couples years will have knee pains Longer than the synapse that runs from the hip to the chest to the cranium
Worried about fleek game and the cruise ending
At any moment now
Peace flees and crows cackle yowl
Holistic tendencies I try to keep up
And I think the time has come again to bends too and fro
With the wind, like a limb
Begging to just say I know,
Nope.
There's more after the falling action of the sad story.
I wanna say that a podium waits beneath a Jumbotron, with furious music, and o positive dripping it's ****** self down onto it
Like the excess acrylic From a mural
Slipping it's way into another mural,
Oh god. (!)
I said, I saw you in the cracks between the tile !
The cements
My hearts rots volatile while my babied mind wants repents.
I really don't wanna know how you are, what u are, whoever you are.
I just wanna praise you,
Extend my exalt in perfect symmetry out from me.
Gimme
the high and the lows
Friends and foes
The cup runneth over and hits the ground but the fountain continues to pour
Each side
Gimme ..... ...... ...... ....... Whatever it takes.
Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 9:04 AM UTC
Named after the Son of the *****
Found the light while looking for the switch
In the waves
Can't compare a life to how insane I am
How are you? How is the man
Standing at 6 three in a couples years will have knee pains Longer than the synapse that runs from the hip to the chest to the cranium
Worried about fleek game and the cruise ending
At any moment now
Peace flees and crows cackle yowl
Holistic tendencies I try to keep up
And I think the time has come again to bends too and fro
With the wind, like a limb
Begging to just say I know,
Nope.
There's more after the falling action of the sad story.
I wanna say that a podium waits beneath a Jumbotron, with furious music, and o positive dripping it's ****** self down onto it
Like the excess acrylic From a mural
Slipping it's way into another mural,
Oh god. (!)
I said, I saw you in the cracks between the tile !
The cements
My hearts rots volatile while my babied mind wants repents.
I really don't wanna know how you are, what u are, whoever you are.
I just wanna praise you,
Extend my exalt in perfect symmetry out from me.
Gimme
the high and the lows
Friends and foes
The cup runneth over and hits the ground but the fountain continues to pour
Each side
Gimme ..... ...... ...... ....... Whatever it takes.
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