Somewhere I don't know yet
Urge myself into seeing
The truth in mankind
Not the questioning feeling
Why is life like that
Competitions and must smells
Odor interpretations
Paintings in words
The abstract is forming
Got fuel for my fire
Play with my naked toes
Desires are churning
Sparkling Amber's up close
Erotica comesto me
My doom has become hope
Aware are my senses
I will stop any speculation
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 10:52 PM UTC
Somewhere I don't know yet
Urge myself into seeing
The truth in mankind
Not the questioning feeling
Why is life like that
Competitions and must smells
Odor interpretations
Paintings in words
The abstract is forming
Got fuel for my fire
Play with my naked toes
Desires are churning
Sparkling Amber's up close
Erotica comesto me
My doom has become hope
Aware are my senses
I will stop any speculation
Troubled
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