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Ears in heaven cherishes a singer
Choir’s musicals she gives a soul
She is a wish heaven loves to make.
I heard she dresses like a striper
Displaying her hot cameltoe
Making tonnes to gather at lake.
Her dress sense makes the sun hotter
In black and blue, she lost a role
Suspended from church for burnt bakes.
Yet in her flaws she is better
Than the people I used to know
Going around as a preacher.
No parachutes, down I fell Into the hot pit of hell Roasting up in everyday On the queue to better days Sadly, I am the…
Born as a man and ruled by my own passion Even when am economical with little details The entire picture is not permanently awful Bypass…
Hands on deck, You call me smart; each time, I Complete a task… Am not God; But, I see things possible, And doable… Feed your…
For sands of time, I burn candles Studying to rebuild cradles For my linage to have a name So baskets shall always retain Best of…
Irony 🤣, and she’s a saint of her own soul better than the pretenders
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Exactly. Guess why they say, don’t judge a book by its cover.
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Exactly
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Happy birthday to you ma
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thanks Vinz, i appreciate
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Magnificent
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Thank you
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“Suspended from church for burnt bakes”. 🤣Meanwhile, most of them get their bakes burnt now and then. But who will judge their bakes?
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God only should have. For if stones were to be thrown by saints onto sinners no man would ever cast one.
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