We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Nothing ever seems to happen in the Bay Area.
Perhaps that is why people like drama here a bit much.
So opens why?
It has slow
Because winter enters
To go
Into the refreshing pain
To electric signs
For evil eyes
That is what you find
As the sleep
Falls into the holy land
Was it shellfish once
They laughed
They painted people purple
But it was shrill
As cold.
Because winter enters
To go
Into the refreshing pain
To electric signs
For evil eyes
That is what you find
As the sleep
Falls into the holy land
Was it shellfish once
They laughed
They painted people purple
But it was shrill
As cold.
Sometimes I blame society, sometimes I actually blame women these days.
Cycles happen
Much is unknown.
Much is unknown.
The Future
Sometimes my city seems to rise on other days not. Still it inches up a bit even on bad days.
Man still is not acceptable even.
I JUST LIKE TO LISTEN
I AM 500% FAITHFUL
I DO WHAT I'M TOLD
I AM ALMOST PERFECT AND CLOSE TO GETTING THERE
I WILL WEAR ANYTHING
I AM DRAMA FREE
I AM COMPLETELY HARMLESS (Even flies know this)
I CAN WRITE ROMANTIC POETRY
I am so good with not causing trauma that I can heal it.
I am sensitive, affectionate, supportive, generous, thoughtful, caring etc
No effect on these modern women.
.
I AM 500% FAITHFUL
I DO WHAT I'M TOLD
I AM ALMOST PERFECT AND CLOSE TO GETTING THERE
I WILL WEAR ANYTHING
I AM DRAMA FREE
I AM COMPLETELY HARMLESS (Even flies know this)
I CAN WRITE ROMANTIC POETRY
I am so good with not causing trauma that I can heal it.
I am sensitive, affectionate, supportive, generous, thoughtful, caring etc
No effect on these modern women.
.
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