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My mind

These thoughts are like a fucking train, draining in my brain, and i cant even complain its too hard for me to explain, the shit pounds in my head , and then i feel the pain in my veins, and im the only one to blame bc darling you do nothing but sustain your beauty to humane, my brain just goes fucking insane, and pulls the chains to my migraines, my love don't get me wrong i love to see you glow, i might fall below, its bc i know my worth tho, what you have to show is what I lack and low, and i know this, and thats why i accept it, I acknowledge my own fit, i split my love and my thoughts , for a bit more commit, and yes i do wish i could only see the beauty in your eyes, i tell myself lies just to get through the day, your the crystal to the meth, and only person i wanna see before death, i dont mean to beΒ selfish , i just want to cherish your love

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Tony Taylor

Wow!! CIERRA!!....this is a trip...... what a flurry of self expression here...... done within an Interwoven rhyme scheme...... as though the mind WERE on meth.....in quixotic overdrive!!.....ALL STARS!!.....VERY cool!!...... and ......WELCOME to COSMO!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo.Β  ?βœ³βœ΄β˜€

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