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| today, let's stay home from school...i've got an awesome set of tools...let's take it to the kitchen sink, boy...and it is not what you think...it's not like i'm missing a link, boy...i'm pretty as a picture in pink...as deep in me as you can get...you haven't met resistance yet...watch as i pitch a fit, and toss a witch in the mix, throw a wrench in the works, with a body that just won't quit...it's not like i'm missing a link, boy...i'm pretty as a picture in PINK |
| my two lungs, my two eyes my two lips as i dismiss this my two legs, my two arms my two wrists, i make my hit list... my two hands have turned to fists..911 |
| deborah denise |
| ...beauty betrays |
| K |
| if you walk into another room without him, and you find peace is no longer within, your words are golden and the silence is dim, be free..SYLVIA, sleep. |
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