painted like I'd been feeling my emotions, red and blues shades of black my colorful style, to this wonderful a while, you been on my last count when I'm done mentioning my numbers out, my line cut, not a peice to this im part, my art may try my bad you sat pointing and labeling my mistakes, like I never been the one, to chop that creepy, oh sleepy my sip, slipping through your minskirt city, i was the hoodie, with your moody bikini, i slip my fingers, and think what on earth could that be! you came closer and closer I shut, got this close up, guess someone us out never to hit for my emotions, sat back and watch, i saw in my arms i was bored and, i sold my pride for a peice, your pride shaded my bed with thorns and hedges, my other Cousin, she's Friendly, to bring her new friend, to my bed, where she got wet, I mean we end up in sweat, you call me sweetie, I load my mind with horny, my bees will stang, her keys in my bag, we play we nice, you pull my trigger I shot my shot, nobody cries we lust



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