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I hear somebody scream, I'm a black star From afar I admired his scars Bar none, he wore them proudly He tore it up, never afraid to be rowdy It made me want to exclaim too That I have the same flame too That inside I have volcano brewing A gorgeous lady, passionately sewing By keeping treasures inside bound The pressure kept them never found But in sleep I could scream loud I am a black star too, no crowd When no one's listening, it's allowed
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 7:38 AM UTC
Not a black star.
I hear somebody scream, I'm a black star From afar I admired his scars Bar none, he wore them proudly He tore it up, never afraid to be rowdy It made me want to exclaim too That I have the same flame too That inside I have volcano brewing A gorgeous lady, passionately sewing By keeping treasures inside bound The pressure kept them never found But in sleep I could scream loud I am a black star too, no crowd When no one's listening, it's allowed
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 7:38 AM UTC
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