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This my final destination Twisted ending illustration Because i feel so forsaken I denied your sensation Like a awkward kiss on a first date But now my fate is late with No chance to wait When did I get on my knees? Please? I know how to sneeze But not how to say... cheese I joke but clasp my hands Hope he will understand Why the only master plan Is to feel his front man I have always know your their Like saying my prayers But I didn’t get anywhere So I decided my neck stay bare My life has turned grim So why should I bother him? I got a brother or two That can help me through See you already know that So what’s really true ? Cause you have let me down When my mother died I cried and asked why When I lost my job I had to sob while you were in Punjab When the bottle didn’t work Nor a girl that twerk Your voice was short My head is low and my life is in hell I ask No I demand No I submit to your request If it will help me be blessed Or at least less stress Then please give me a test I can’t see you but know your eyes I can’t touch you but know your wise I can’t hear you yet I know we have ties So just shoot me past Haley Cause I’m coming thru Flying straight to Wherever you lead me too
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Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 7:33 PM UTC
My brothers keeper
This my final destination Twisted ending illustration Because i feel so forsaken I denied your sensation Like a awkward kiss on a first date But now my fate is late with No chance to wait When did I get on my knees? Please? I know how to sneeze But not how to say... cheese I joke but clasp my hands Hope he will understand Why the only master plan Is to feel his front man I have always know your their Like saying my prayers But I didn’t get anywhere So I decided my neck stay bare My life has turned grim So why should I bother him? I got a brother or two That can help me through See you already know that So what’s really true ? Cause you have let me down When my mother died I cried and asked why When I lost my job I had to sob while you were in Punjab When the bottle didn’t work Nor a girl that twerk Your voice was short My head is low and my life is in hell I ask No I demand No I submit to your request If it will help me be blessed Or at least less stress Then please give me a test I can’t see you but know your eyes I can’t touch you but know your wise I can’t hear you yet I know we have ties So just shoot me past Haley Cause I’m coming thru Flying straight to Wherever you lead me too
#god
Mac616
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Mac616
28/M/Atlanta
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 7:33 PM UTC
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