look at my
eyes
hear my voice,
or listen to my
typing devotion....
and forget
this damn
thing!
this girl
that messed with your head,
or this boy who messed with your head,
or anything before your
eighteen birth day.....
concept of time....
and live you f u to z king
live
beautifully,
win win
or called
pro
act
and ive, hive, bee
the way you want...
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