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kevin 1d
before the guilted
a paper flown
in clips of shadows
a slide
while she was thrown
handle of cold crowns
pelting misery above the doves
knowing of kings shattered taste
taking his last living grace
sheilds morose living hides
lashed over, spraying of stars
to husk the breaks of backs
upon a levied price
a cross casket of old device

these the civil rights
all have forsaken
leaving the land homesickened
without liters of liberty
intense disdains in smiles shod as slaves

dedicated to tennessee, miley, taylor, and those
whom have felt the country speaks telling enlightened

taking my country home at night
the meditation of finding home
inside of the war she made me from
i accepted that at birth
kevin 1d
so you wake up bankrupt
does it matter
civil rights
peace
mass hysteria
no because your not american-french
mostest resistant to work
please be the ****** out nasty ends necessary for that thing
#sageerickson #kellyslater #sealtooth

go buy me a zen
stay out of my water
prisoners rights to life and libertad
kevin 2d
you see how we pull to the shale in the rhythyms?

i have always felt it that way to

there and back
length of body out, and ankle it out like a full body power slide
on the face and back hand at once
when the swell and you measure down
she relents and lets you end her or with her
thats aggression

irish cutting you off now shane, have the land ledge movement
im on civil rights violation

trying to fight my way into prison

i'll drag every man who signed his life to me, away
through my castles in pain

jenna haze is on the other side in new york waiting

and rains of sands, soundly bobby, i'll go down

for when i became calm, a star an air force general from ireland

for the green fields of london call, speak of french again

for my grandmother elizabeth omeara of lietrim

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