ALL OVERSHE'S BEENa friend of mine has been sharedshe's wondered with her sancturary, but poisoned it's versesChants of vacant air not warmgiving her soul around 1st come 1st servedback to the one innocently burned, but not feeling his burnyet I distanced myself from him tooonly if he knew what I knewbut so eagerly his Delight in jumping the broom getting lust in the roomshe has been all over crewswhen I found out it wasn't just youI've distance myself from youcluing to wear umbrellas before rain would fall throughyou laughed it off, but str8 faced I starred at youAll overshe's been all overall over but you win the trophy you thought you knewyour prize possesionGet your umbrella before it rains on you.
feels like i need an umbrella, yeah . . still struggle like the art form-xxx
they showed us phYsically, we could reach infinitY, but mentally, through the century, we lost our identitY-Rakim
deception is a cruel analysti like this one. at first i wasnt to sure if it was a good approach, sorta seem like you was talkin, but i read again and fell into the story of it. this was nicelove is always adhensive
"There is nothing more poetic, but depressing than a male writer" -yours truly