imemily

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my dreams are filled with things that make it impossible to forget i want to forget one two three four five six seven all good children (go to heaven?) the mail doesn't come on sundays. sundaze

Greetings, girl, and welcome to my world of phrase I'm right up to bat It's a Daisy Age and you're about to walk top-stage So wipe your Lottos on the mat Hip-hop love this is and don't mind when I quiz your Involvements before the sun But clear your court 'cause this is a one-man sport And who's better for this than Plug One Now you don't have to worry about me squashin' other deals 'Cause they've already been squooshed Freeze a frame about moods the same which we can continue Right behind the bush You'll stay with me Eye Know this But not because of all my earthly treasures Or regardless to the fact that I'm Posdnuos But beca