always same shit
that little bit
hit
is more to fit
i began to wonder
how i went under
followed the ok
for others jockey
fuck
i did well
even it was hell
so now on new, my tell
i’m fitting
for futures hitting
sitting next to pool
is cool
and it makes me fool
for my i am my own flight school
i feel much better
and isnt any letter
when i flow
thoughts, baby take its row
just do them blow
is a little low
for my this articles wow
i know
so,
i go for mo
i want to say
everything takes its way
day by day
it goes on
question is did you really won
when your own
with things
you not feel, you cannot open your wings
the energy less
others playing you as queen in chess
things wings
i mean people, circumstances
takin you from gettin its romances
so the wish
is the best dish
to become golds fish
even it hurts
to fall apart you fucking skirts
which took you
as chessy boo
the response
from Dudens Pons
to your life
might first look knife
like my school diplome this year not alive
but is clue
what you truly wish to do
lifes offer
means for you to coffer
i packed the wish, a deep A dish
the response, nope nothing fish
go back learn more
get it into your core
you need long time with to score
damn i felt poor
but i know it opens just another door
i did my bests
and i know what i said, rests
endless is
they need 50% not to kiss
i agree to this
next or two thousand eleven
i can do and feel the seven
and i got work and bm, which can me heaven
look at, is life
it can you knife
or can you wife
is just the thought, the look at to become high five
it anyway
anyday
doesnt need you a paper to gettin your pray
is about what you really want, say
and what you want, becomes into your day
the sway
needs room
thats why my life did boom:
stop to whom
you
are true
and the clue
to happy boo.
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