our wayA Poem by dukovan
So, Solar meeting
Upon a wing of dust impressional as believing every word you blow our way, all ways Multiplace in other words "you're reaching heaven" In other doors we always speak this way our way A coop alone a loop the throne you burn it now Candle Jack, and s**t faced on the porch so whats more is moving parts petting down the night before In everything is waiting hot car lights smoky stars and milk and honey may come our way
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Added on October 13, 2016 Last Updated on October 13, 2016 |