Poem -

Move When I

Move When I

When i move
Everything flies
Yeah im one of those guys
Thug when your appetites are lonely
Thank otherwise
Crucified
Find tha nut gutts butter
Ova theirs not comical
At all
Same lie different week
I need you
Strange stranger tha mirror
Playa row
Oars milky 
Leave tha candle 
We have too make it back
Knocking trunk
Bark an lites brings me back
Only steps constitutionally heart
Eyes do not
But the feelings will feen
Bring me spectacles
 

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