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sevyn
By:J.
Tell me the truth tell me your lies before yoo use them on me tell me your secrets yoo hold so close to home and maybe for once you'll live happier too and see and hear the werds pass frum withered lips on a ship set sail for oceans blue and emerald lands ov sugar and spice and little grrrls forever lost in melted ice upon shivered sights set higher into the fire ov burning comments and queries so new and fresh and lucky me oh my stars in heaven doth thine eyes see before the me none uther than anuther lie to weave around my dry mouth to cast me even further into your disrepair and eye swear eye wont stop and stare well not for to long maybe sing yoo a new summers song ov strong werds and even stronger feelings are hurt and damaged are killed by the shear force ov anuther sentence yoo just sed without thinking like a time bomb in the brain ov an innocent child so lost yet able to know that yoo just killed me again and eye still dont like the way it feels to push me to shove to send my message across great bands ov width to find your simple eyes to read my optikal allusions and my simplistik anachronicity ov sudden shifted time displaced in favor ov a cup ov java and an applet or pear me up with a neutron blast into the present preset for your pleasure so yoo wont have to do all the werk yoo werk me over send me away download my file and say your okay yoo move me ram me switch my vector yoo want and feed me back feed and forward feeders and feelers feeling thier way around another elephant blind az a batty old lady in the back ov the bus me over to the staten island over crossed the tea's and under scored the winning fire fight and burn down the werds yoo just wanted so much to throw in my face yoo wanted to feel them fly out and into me to take that fist ov a comment and tossed straight down my throat yoo wanted to take a whole paragraph and send it flying straight into my fucking face to face the musik to hear it falling to hear it failing to hear it shallow and oppressed and so damn sickly sweet with boys in sync with only thier hip new hairdos and donts and please oh please let there be five more beautiful virginal boyz to hang on my wall half naked and so perky with all the uther over hyped piece ov trash no talent muthafucking ass hole wanna bes and never gunna be anymore than anuther NKOTB but then again wasnt jordan the cutest awwwwwwfuckkit and sit on it and just for the life ov me throw it away why cant eye get sum nice old fashioned depressing mutherfucking music for once on my personal soundtrack to life again wheres my cure wheres my faith and my disease wheres my smiths even a bit ov whine with a morissey my joy division multiplicity my christian death to die for my bauhaus my own little thing that says eye actually am a real person not a lie not anuther untruth in a oh so paper mache factory filled and factory sealed and factory inspected pop hit number uno with a bullit in my own head cuz really iznt that just so gen x it makes yoo wanna dye your hair every colour under the rainbow plus sum yoo see under a rock in a vain hope to be qoute/unquote "" thank yoo oh so much for your ears and eyes and maybe a shoulder or two maybe next time eye'll just watch the movie this eighties child haz grown so full ov piss and vineger but shit this iz all ready to long so you'll just have finish it yourself or hope eye can get into this mood again or not if so FUCK YOU TOO!!!!!!
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23 8 1 20~9 19~9 20~25 15 21
23 1 14 20?
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sevyn
By:J.
Tell me the truth tell me your lies before yoo use them on me tell me your secrets yoo hold so close to home and maybe for once you'll live happier too and see and hear the werds pass frum withered lips on a ship set sail for oceans blue and emerald lands ov sugar and spice and little grrrls forever lost in melted ice upon shivered sights set higher into the fire ov burning comments and queries so new and fresh and lucky me oh my stars in heaven doth thine eyes see before the me none uther than anuther lie to weave around my dry mouth to cast me even further into your disrepair and eye swear eye wont stop and stare well not for to long maybe sing yoo a new summers song ov strong werds and even stronger feelings are hurt and damaged are killed by the shear force ov anuther sentence yoo just sed without thinking like a time bomb in the brain ov an innocent child so lost yet able to know that yoo just killed me again and eye still dont like the way it feels to push me to shove to send my message across great bands ov width to find your simple eyes to read my optikal allusions and my simplistik anachronicity ov sudden shifted time displaced in favor ov a cup ov java and an applet or pear me up with a neutron blast into the present preset for your pleasure so yoo wont have to do all the werk yoo werk me over send me away download my file and say your okay yoo move me ram me switch my vector yoo want and feed me back feed and forward feeders and feelers feeling thier way around another elephant blind az a batty old lady in the back ov the bus me over to the staten island over crossed the tea's and under scored the winning fire fight and burn down the werds yoo just wanted so much to throw in my face yoo wanted to feel them fly out and into me to take that fist ov a comment and tossed straight down my throat yoo wanted to take a whole paragraph and send it flying straight into my fucking face to face the musik to hear it falling to hear it failing to hear it shallow and oppressed and so damn sickly sweet with boys in sync with only thier hip new hairdos and donts and please oh please let there be five more beautiful virginal boyz to hang on my wall half naked and so perky with all the uther over hyped piece ov trash no talent muthafucking ass hole wanna bes and never gunna be anymore than anuther NKOTB but then again wasnt jordan the cutest awwwwwwfuckkit and sit on it and just for the life ov me throw it away why cant eye get sum nice old fashioned depressing mutherfucking music for once on my personal soundtrack to life again wheres my cure wheres my faith and my disease wheres my smiths even a bit ov whine with a morissey my joy division multiplicity my christian death to die for my bauhaus my own little thing that says eye actually am a real person not a lie not anuther untruth in a oh so paper mache factory filled and factory sealed and factory inspected pop hit number uno with a bullit in my own head cuz really iznt that just so gen x it makes yoo wanna dye your hair every colour under the rainbow plus sum yoo see under a rock in a vain hope to be qoute/unquote "" thank yoo oh so much for your ears and eyes and maybe a shoulder or two maybe next time eye'll just watch the movie this eighties child haz grown so full ov piss and vineger but shit this iz all ready to long so you'll just have finish it yourself or hope eye can get into this mood again or not if so FUCK YOU TOO!!!!!!
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23 8 1 20~9 19~9 20~25 15 21
23 1 14 20?
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Xaq