all of my 5 senses
all of my 5 restraints
exchanged pleasantries with a flower
squandered my charms and wishes
now hea in my room feeling so stupid
dried up and fragile
.......i could die if i make one physical endeavor
just lie in my bed and listen to music man!!!!
the dealer is the enemy
and now that i've identified the menace
my heart beat is getting more industrious
i'm even gonna clip my nails later
......yea later everything every time
habits make a man but i swear my habits are just miscellaneous
poor boys are warm to rich boys
rich boys emanate warmth in a certain trajectory
the hell with my lines
time to post it up.......hahahaha
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