this is howA Poem by anothermaleid
The sky is high
So am I I try to fry What cannot die Coz this is how I like my plate And this is how I operate I try to say What I may I cannot stray This life away Coz this is how I test my fate And this is how I operate I try to see How things should be I think of thee To see you free And this is what I want to state This is how I operate © 2008 anothermaleid |
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