Poem -

Station Mr good

Station Mr good

I seen your woman
Standing in a pass by
Station
Looking for
Mr good thing
If should any part of the sky 
Shall fall
That is where you can 
Wear my name
Scratch if i can
Confess an let them
I sit you free
Too ball
Dollar made that meat
Visits bridge
Murder makes this run
Mr good thing
They still ask
How i got those gold burns
On my first old school
The only satin steering component 
Im ready
Like freddy
Get that sweat
Of your teddy
Hey yeah
Did you just
Spit in my brew
Yeah hey
You still sitting
Try being my boo
Lone play
Stop 
Begging me
Too wrist that controller
I rather
Cross that foe head
Sugar hold these days
All the way tough
Sailing
You to travel
I been paid
For your chandelier
Feel it
And or 
Water 
Hit the sun
Lips stick to candy
Station mr good
Gul you thru
What eva
By butt
Now who it is
O didnt i did say
You have a stronger tase
For stick an give
Marble street
Stitch to the seats
Move exhale 
They asking if you need moe sugar
She says 
Im all hers
And shell change
Position when she
Wants too
Not when she needs you
Look lets go to the Skull castle
Care on so bad
We ll make the boarded windows glow
Hearts open
Ride stolen
How will we leave
If its tonite
I dont care
On years 
Of the days
We are spiritually here 
Forever 
Lungs full to it
Makes this heart beat
Even after 
Im not with you any longer
The stand seals everything here
Read all instruction
Before you lead
Station mr good
The sun is not yours
Did this cause the snare 
That you were turning for
An hour glass with dust no sand
Language springs and river
They are waiting tell me
Moonlight
This is where she lays
No air for us
No need too breathe
Watch us leave
Try seeing thru 
Dead beautiful
Just a tear from that pieced moon
If i kept them all
The tears
Read them too i love to hear your luva bye
Station mr good
Sulfur passes tru
Her pillows
Flames reign their head liner
Taken the nites
We suffered
Adjusting the pace
Leaving you lonely
Lay in the pearl

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