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Silent room and blank canvas, Even if I paint you I know the colors of the wind will blow you to your write angles... Speaking to deep I guess I draw a lot of confusion. But sketching what you wrote I'll be living in a great delusion. Everything I do to make it up you have created me to be this perfect villain... All because I had one close to my heart when a female wasn't . I'm tired of reading your book on who I will become I rebuke you and go back guide I was before we wasn't .... Silent room and poet dancing You project out of your body only to see me live life but me and my peace..... I'm a happily married husband
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Aug 22, 2024
Aug 22, 2024 at 3:33 AM UTC
You may kiss the bribe.
Silent room and blank canvas, Even if I paint you I know the colors of the wind will blow you to your write angles... Speaking to deep I guess I draw a lot of confusion. But sketching what you wrote I'll be living in a great delusion. Everything I do to make it up you have created me to be this perfect villain... All because I had one close to my heart when a female wasn't . I'm tired of reading your book on who I will become I rebuke you and go back guide I was before we wasn't .... Silent room and poet dancing You project out of your body only to see me live life but me and my peace..... I'm a happily married husband
Never let them rip your peace away
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Aug 22, 2024
Aug 22, 2024 at 3:33 AM UTC
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