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Roses of dismal chances A quiet question, erupts in the room... Can a dancing smile, sneeze at your problems? Beguiling, the taste of decision, for doom... A waiting glass of beer, a hat with a choice Vent your stronger anger, with me The problems of shadows, visit in all loyalty To a comfort of saved distances, we play the part to, in all anarchy? Tired feet lead to such exciting smells Says won, says the bug you made for me... Strange endeavor in the hands of wishes, of need's hell's We have a name and word for each, that feeds our prophecy... Hidden, but suddenly too loud of an ask: What service and ought learn, the role of dread is ours forever? Ingenue's fish in the lend, and a new wish for something better to act The part of sincerity, as if you are, a charity of demands of a lover? Hate or hunger, fool... We remember the date with infamy, we made from rainbows Settling hopes, to give our hearts a try, a tool? Way out there, and with the glare of a new friend, can I have this wish on the house?
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Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 10:54 AM UTC
Another Dance With Soap's First Lover...
Roses of dismal chances A quiet question, erupts in the room... Can a dancing smile, sneeze at your problems? Beguiling, the taste of decision, for doom... A waiting glass of beer, a hat with a choice Vent your stronger anger, with me The problems of shadows, visit in all loyalty To a comfort of saved distances, we play the part to, in all anarchy? Tired feet lead to such exciting smells Says won, says the bug you made for me... Strange endeavor in the hands of wishes, of need's hell's We have a name and word for each, that feeds our prophecy... Hidden, but suddenly too loud of an ask: What service and ought learn, the role of dread is ours forever? Ingenue's fish in the lend, and a new wish for something better to act The part of sincerity, as if you are, a charity of demands of a lover? Hate or hunger, fool... We remember the date with infamy, we made from rainbows Settling hopes, to give our hearts a try, a tool? Way out there, and with the glare of a new friend, can I have this wish on the house?
some think the kid did all right... but, what the hell was that?.
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56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 10:54 AM UTC
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