it takes me a moment to understand the way you are built the love,the happiness, the fury, the guilt take the dagger and bury it to the hilt and under the blooded yarn of the quilt i take a moment of thought to study our times, our laughter, our tears, our wonder, our fears being cast away like a sack of garbage that will not go away or burn the days of you giving me the spurn are over i don't need you anymore to satisfy my ego, my id for your services i'll put in the lowest bid in a high-bid auction the run of the faction and here i go, playing star again my humble tires have lost their traction im skidding toward the end, have no way to stop im giddy and horny from bottom to top all the fighting, the fury went for naught hey, im just having a moment of thoughtBirth sign: Aries
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