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You are the whole nine yards
Everyone’s dream about
A perfect reason to
Head straight to pit of hell.
Your facial appearance
Exorcises demons, I heard
Though on the grapevine
That you keep love at bay
You never know what is
True if you keep running
From the truth, I have reached
Final destination
I am optimistic
Simply because every cloud
Has a silver lining;
Mine is you, please accept.
I followed flying butterflies as I craved But they landed me deep into a grave I bled right on the floor not just the pain…
Used to think a lot More of lust, no fault A big bum, big breast Pretty face, white teeth… Yet, one met no one Wired…
A special thank you to all philanthropists From east to west and north to south; Up the sky; freely the littlest of birds fly In…
The alleviated pains from cradle to this very day Has been a bundle of joy, a perfect gift I must say How fast the hand…
