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Graduation party should be like,you got me to dance
&I pretend that I don no how to dance.
Angles got me to love you
It was kind of them
To call you & me the same
To her
You're the master
Not the disaster
Jump up, jump down through the net
You have your pupils get
To play good yet
I look at your cleats
You cast glances on the *****
I jump to spike fast
Your pure glances are cast
We have no time to rest
The marathon moves from past
Let's say love to the gym
Pleases us on the team
The hot breath of the desert
Is too tired of loving
The seprable sand!
While a pair of eyes
Give up in front of sunshine
A lotus is fine
Cold blooded wine
Now poses mine
Endlessly I'd have loved
The shop
Selling plastic rings
I swear it
Yeah I know that is cheap
Not like gold in your dreams
But I hope that you still like it
The ink in my pen
Now is bleeding
Of the horizon scars!
Nearly inspired by a song from the cab.hope you enjoy it.
Effort is drug
I have to hug
That compassionate bug!
You're the only night I enjoy it
Neither sorrow nor *****
Every time I figure it out
I have nothing to shout
My voice shut up with pain
hey you fellow
Treat your lover
Better,better, better
But I feel like have a farewell
You have nothing to tell
Bring your luggage
And go through the bridge
To hunt a place
In her soul
To cheer up her face
Maybe this is my first song letter about love
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