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But not once,more.
What right did i have what place did i ponder ,oh look there goes my ego out the window
Like a schizo at a disco,who scores bimbos showing off his limbo.while my gizmo feels like phylo,this man dips his hippo un her winnow,hope it taste like minnow willow and his dip is evershallowevershallow
cause this fan Dan goes scared crows spake aenglish with no piano overshadows,goddamn backhoes swallows wackos birds to crow at me ravenous scarred and high so hiding evermore.evermore.forevermore
mean and a while 2 gunshots bore in a now corpse ,dragged and sank down not ashore,yet witnessed by 2 nor more just one in sight ,and I who heard yes me you see i heard the gunshots heard the dragon scared as nightfall weeeping ,these gunshots interupt my sobbing dragon dragging body distracted me flee from flying,so i tiptoed with my tippies all told back to her
Yet another sir is leaving .im froze
I tell her i knows.She acts as if i imposed,I suppose every body knows,the lows the lows the lows they hover,but still i have i do i lover,she glows she flows it slows me to stop and pick a rose,a rose for her to see me can she not send me hurting bleeting ,yet a hundred times before,but not ,not once, more.
more.
© 7ZZ7
Like a schizo at a disco,who scores bimbos showing off his limbo.while my gizmo feels like phylo,this man dips his hippo un her winnow,hope it taste like minnow willow and his dip is evershallowevershallow
cause this fan Dan goes scared crows spake aenglish with no piano overshadows,goddamn backhoes swallows wackos birds to crow at me ravenous scarred and high so hiding evermore.evermore.forevermore
mean and a while 2 gunshots bore in a now corpse ,dragged and sank down not ashore,yet witnessed by 2 nor more just one in sight ,and I who heard yes me you see i heard the gunshots heard the dragon scared as nightfall weeeping ,these gunshots interupt my sobbing dragon dragging body distracted me flee from flying,so i tiptoed with my tippies all told back to her
Yet another sir is leaving .im froze
I tell her i knows.She acts as if i imposed,I suppose every body knows,the lows the lows the lows they hover,but still i have i do i lover,she glows she flows it slows me to stop and pick a rose,a rose for her to see me can she not send me hurting bleeting ,yet a hundred times before,but not ,not once, more.
more.
© 7ZZ7
