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In Other Words we do not see things as they are Because simple as that we only see things as we are We see as they are the sick ambitions To idolize and define about everything With The Same **** Words But only in Other Words we see as we really are In Other Words everything is in the hands minds and our hearts Everything is Here and Now And There or Then Is really Nothing There and Then everything Was or Will Be There and Then Is Nowhere and Never My heart is shamelessly steering at the world in Other Words My heart is a ***** unveiling you’re intimal beautiful parts And if she does not see them she fantasizes shameless in Other Words But with The Same intimal beautiful Words Is really nothing There and Then Go figure that all that shameless beauty is only in my eyes Go figure that all that shameless beauty is Here and Now Yesterday is dead and tomorrow could be In the labour of giving birth Well me from Now on I will stay to suicide with a lively joy Because as simply as that I Am Here and Now in Other Words Because everything Is and goes to hell With a wonder of sickening of shameless of beauty
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 11:53 AM UTC
In other words
In Other Words we do not see things as they are Because simple as that we only see things as we are We see as they are the sick ambitions To idolize and define about everything With The Same **** Words But only in Other Words we see as we really are In Other Words everything is in the hands minds and our hearts Everything is Here and Now And There or Then Is really Nothing There and Then everything Was or Will Be There and Then Is Nowhere and Never My heart is shamelessly steering at the world in Other Words My heart is a ***** unveiling you’re intimal beautiful parts And if she does not see them she fantasizes shameless in Other Words But with The Same intimal beautiful Words Is really nothing There and Then Go figure that all that shameless beauty is only in my eyes Go figure that all that shameless beauty is Here and Now Yesterday is dead and tomorrow could be In the labour of giving birth Well me from Now on I will stay to suicide with a lively joy Because as simply as that I Am Here and Now in Other Words Because everything Is and goes to hell With a wonder of sickening of shameless of beauty
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52/M/Romanian
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 11:53 AM UTC
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