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Selectively social... inner circle gone postal...bf mia... havent seen her in weeks plus days. .appetite is not right.. its like a horses... multiple courses.. I need regulation.. cant ever remember for verbatim.. got a player you need to play him.. Im sayin.. or move on..move out... if night is when the freaks come out.. then mornin is when they must come in.. and soul ties might strip us dry... God knows why.. a greater plan than anyone can fathom. Your random and so incompatible.. how do I vibe w you? So unimaginable. Magical. Im very practical I can get irrational. Ill take the black from you.. n take a puff..penmanship is cra zzay sometimes I just get la zzy ... too many things i seek Different wants different weeks. In an eyes blink... I take time to stop n think. Plots arise usually daily... new dawn comes.. simple things can sway me she looks like swayze dim like a room w broke lights your shit dont smoke right Id prefer some vapors was never good w papers unless I had to write em then I sealed my fate balls rolled ink flowed but right now its thumbs on phones could be boredom could be yearning maybe dreamin wishful thinkin early mornin no snoring night owl is what I was born to be sleep evading me i think I got the key to my sucess Im not a mess just a progress in motion I get the notion that the world, it could be feelin me i got a nice team i got a mean team line up so unique Id like to hear me speak Id like to cheers some drinks Im in a good place And I got some good space surroundin me call it positive energy the best things in life are free? someone inform Sanibel! put up a house thats priced to sell! gimme my piece of pie I might be too shy to shine so bright I can do this all night if your man aint actin right release that fool like a kite blown away by a storm make sure you for warn loud n clear like a fog horn ever since you were born you were meant to be free you were meant to breath deep you were meant to really think to think deep to re think what was taught to get lost then found to be bound then released I found some peace where it cease to exist\ I found bliss
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 01:33:06 +0000

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