Optimus Prime Biography

I've lost all track of time
your sun will always be quick
and in my mind its always been you
it's been you into who's eyes I’ve stared
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of what clouds brewed up this storm
of who bears this barrel at hand
the sun’s sweet palm props up my teeth
to catch one last breath of cool breeze
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my first faultering steps find their way to your eyes
yet looks have been known to decieve
i've been churning & turning & burning for you
i've been burning for inking this ink
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every turn of my feet
with the turn of the knob
head hung down the brick lain path and steps
that i so gladly go alone yet again
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i just cant quit this pen
just as you and your flaming lips
and its been round to many times
since you've found yourself down here
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