You tryin ' to cheer me up for a change ?
I believed in a solid wake -
fulness, a brown moon earned
on your upper arm,
where deltoid meets bicep;
You kiss your shoulders, Dearest.
No one donates 200 dollars
to No Hungry Kids on Facebook.com.
This energetic misexchange
of valuing merchandising
missed the first last chance
We had to re-regulate
distasteful calculations,
Miss in her prime,
missing the baby in the Church
Mass at midnight.
This was it for now, Lovelee,
No one knew you knew them too.
Actually I don't know.
" so how you doing " basically
Meadow State Divulsion
No, yeah, it was really great to have you here.
Open your eyes just so you can stay along
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