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jinx 2d
And I'd like to go away,
Somewhere far, far away.

Where theirs only the sound of birds chirping,
Only the sound of the river flowing.
Can reach me.

A small house,
With myself.
And me.

Where no loud noises can touch me.
Where no shoutings can find me.

So If i go,
No one would judge,
No one would talk.

And I'd like my memory to be dissolved—
To vanish into the air,
And that air would go to the polluted area.

So I'd like to go away,
Far, far, away,
Where nothing can reach me.
But the wind,
And the silence.
that is so typical of you
i write a poem and i am now
blank as i don´t know..

it does nt even sound like me..
you were angry
i was angry-i don´t know

why..there were negative forces
at work-you know what i mean..
i liked you..
Who quenched the light in the eyes of the seeing,
and taught him that trust is a blade
that turns upon its bearer.

He who now seals his heart
was once a house with open doors to every wanderer,
until he gave them sight
and they repaid him with blindness.

May the darkness they planted in him
take root and choke them,
and may the spirits cry their names
through a night that shall never know dawn.

Aman
kevin 2d
I give
My eyes
Away
To eat wings of ashed winds
Crawling loss of time
Delicate I find
Mold I'ma break
Too desert to shake
And I bleed with you against my dress

Kendall you on a rooftop looking wrong

Kendall at ratsos Carmen macrae
Find hurt again

Carly don't waste thighs
Don't give up an ankle of space to em
****** up!

Letting is showing you biz

Just a little lovin' early in the mornin'
My recitals don't weigh
Justice gonna stay the execution

Wine can't hustle Koko out my coffee's

Justin living in sack race city kansas

Eva the os a handle from Zeus I caress down in the Atlantic at night
Pho 2d
Somewhere, the stars
mark my skin with absence,
branding me
as one no heart will claim.
jinx 2d
And the country is now full of graves,
Full of sad faces,
But the people stand, saying,
“They are brave.”

So what about the children?
War took everything,
And they are now wildrens.

So, they sit around,
Talking about,
Their wounds.

They are burying,
Their dreams,
Their Families,
Their Home.

So, they pray.
“Please, come back,
I miss you. Mother.”
And so they spend their day.

So when they need food,
Mothers kiss their sons,
And wish for their sons,
To come back alive.

But it wasn't like this,
Once, it was happy.
Once, it was blessed.
kevin 2d
You been around?
Since recessions is happening?
Then you on the you built a house
A building law a legislation with us
If not you a prisoner

Sicily Woman a devil prisoner
Whole family a prisoner

Take you to thrive a prisoner coatracking company
****** business people
Oh you the people

The lt commander of Florida the Testa girl
Been in my house hiding since I was a boy
I'm home alone Kevin because the **** Testa girl a scary Mafia beauty smile at me

I love you racquel
You need the prison
For the good of all women
Poetry
Paris Jackson is single!
I will possess a soul
It wills to be a mighty bee
Temporary people state down at you from no humble abodes they welfarin it

I'm sleeping with Billie girl dreams a song gay
Normalize your mind
Delusions a grander goose your face *** day mates to me
A second movement a lot of walking

None of history hit you
Yet you a horse whiskers tongue can't get out of the grass places
Alone too long will farreling the monster

Strange fruit is on!

Billie need me

Carmen macrae coming up
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