Saturday, August 6, 2011

6th I guess

I didn't do anything much,
Lying alone waiting to be punched,
Hunting for everything,
Received anything but nothing,
With me ears accompanied by the recovery,
I just can't stop worship eehh?
I fancy it,

With a little of chattering,
I'll make every morning as happy as last morning,
Hell I don't think I have to make this rhyme-- ryhmed.

Love me tender, love me tender
I'll love you forever and ever.
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