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Out of the eighteen things your allowed to lie about you choose to throw this at the window. you ask to put your hair up and attempt it all over again. It is 10:30 until 2:15. with four hours of sleep two human beings will be a task. School lighting in my bottom eye lif tells me I'm tired. Tells me things I already know. Her socks are see through. His hair is running away. The strangest two people to feel like this. the oddest arrangement of affairs. She starts to feel more then she wanted and he doesn't know what he thinks about this yet. It began as something to cure boredom in the late hours of alive. Prey on my feelings but leave me intact and ready for my next battle. Counter this strike with my words that are flatout absurd. I can be the one who loves you until the sun goes down. With hands all dirty with painted secrets. A child's eyes seem to tell me I'm more then skin and orgams. Her eyes tell me she loves me. As with all mysteries on begins as a flower. Turns into a burden and then explodes into a star.

Bruises aligned on the edge of my thoughts. Twenty times over and it only began two weeks ago. She won't let go of her hand. She only feels love for this young girl. blue and blue with a right arm outstretched. Fingers over my eyes. Time to collect my attack plans and leave. The words that vacate your mouth are poisoned. Ultimatly poised so you can feel while looking up.

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Out of the eighteen things your allowed to lie about you choose to throw this at the window. you ask to put your hair up and attempt it all over again. It is 10:30 until 2:15. with four hours of sleep two human beings will be a task. School lighting in my bottom eye lif tells me I'm tired. Tells me things I already know. Her socks are see through. His hair is running away. The strangest two people to feel like this. the oddest arrangement of affairs. She starts to feel more then she wanted and he doesn't know what he thinks about this yet. It began as something to cure boredom in the late hours of alive. Prey on my feelings but leave me intact and ready for my next battle. Counter this strike with my words that are flatout absurd. I can be the one who loves you until the sun goes down. With hands all dirty with painted secrets. A child's eyes seem to tell me I'm more then skin and orgams. Her eyes tell me she loves me. As with all mysteries on begins as a flower. Turns into a burden and then explodes into a star.

Bruises aligned on the edge of my thoughts. Twenty times over and it only began two weeks ago. She won't let go of her hand. She only feels love for this young girl. blue and blue with a right arm outstretched. Fingers over my eyes. Time to collect my attack plans and leave. The words that vacate your mouth are poisoned. Ultimatly poised so you can feel while looking up.