Updated: Jan 7, 2022
Calling you from my liturgy
still a mystery I hope not too much weaponry
hostage making me
walking stalking me
run from my height makes me want
to go put you on my back hold light and not go slack
caring for you shot thin holes that we lost
played in my heart apart from the start you want
Hold you far from my sonnet
they just talking
walking hawking the team falling
honestly just stalling
before I go Don't stay go fuck the brain can't stay no let go yo thought a hoe now at my second slow grow know I glow shinnin' hollow cut...
Criminal works of man, take me from my seat to my feet, chasing what I wanted. Never long gone under the rule of us. Teaming with a sense...
polished lawless brawl fills the city holes pretty little seamless blemish attracted to no avail it will trusted well prevent a...
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