I grew from a tree...
Into a beautiful beast
I grew to believe...
That my lean to the east
Was due to the sun
But every other tree was straight
I picked up a gun...
And cleaned the slate
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 8:33 AM UTC
I grew from a tree...
Into a beautiful beast
I grew to believe...
That my lean to the east
Was due to the sun
But every other tree was straight
I picked up a gun...
And cleaned the slate
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