I suppose we all basically can't do that?
On shady days
I escaped
Nothing in the dark city
Anyways
Just a few stops along the
Way
It was a suckers journey
Yet morally
Principled?
The sound of ice forming
Maybe goat is happy
As if this
Was a very exciting time
Ads rotated with paint
Pink and thrilling!!!
Not the metropolis...
Coming down
Here on treasure island
If only greed was hunger
Or love was a lover
Coming down
It has to be
It has to be
My imagination
Cold has nothing precious
Though heartless ambitions
Ships for sale
An empty bay
Below the hill are cars
With fading lights
And celebrity stars
An empty bay
Dusky internet cafe's
Wheels turning.
Still the one!
Galaxies apart
They were instantly breakfast
Eat that sandwich
I hope to leave that mouth
Sunset in the Caribbean
So what is eating you
Mustard mustard
Wear your head
Where your heart is
Dont be dreams of sand
Your hands clenching
Would you like a rubber band
Summertime in the city
Wear your teeth nicely.
Moose fell into a black hole..
He found himself in an infiine other mooses.
This was the best place ever
And for the first time in his life
Moose was happy.
The problem with the word love is it gets more abstract every year and you surely know the reason.
The misuse and frequency.
Any advice,
I don't like doing that. There are hundreds of good messages out there. It seems almost revolutionary not to act as an advisor.
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