fortunate to park. is social study is malleable, set in stone.
rock cement rock cement bending building blocks.
pensive oh baby is sure us the shore.
letting shimmer, she was at his side..
but the king has to know things first.
shirt down so low, breasts exposed.
narcissist in bloom.
tea staining my tongue so black
I bled from your reflection
piled high with dead dust in chains
you cling to your breath
in stark contrast with the night
I'd carry them all
starbucks makes me puke on all
the sound I have heard.
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