Covered with soft pats of aggravation
Compounded by tears, past complications
Today, he thought the sun would breathe his name
Her lenience quite encouraged and praised
Retired his blushed face, bashed, battered, and torn
Tomorrow we can try, hand under hand
Singing while drinking the sea
May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 3:12 PM UTC
Covered with soft pats of aggravation
Compounded by tears, past complications
Today, he thought the sun would breathe his name
Her lenience quite encouraged and praised
Retired his blushed face, bashed, battered, and torn
Tomorrow we can try, hand under hand
Singing while drinking the sea
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