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Originally posted by keshaspearsxo
what the **** kind of unimaginable metaphors and phrases is he going to come up with underwear 
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A moth to a flame, I cease* the crotch
Trains jump around but I bow at your cross
I gave up before trying, I was found cause I was lost
give me your branch, I'll make it wooden and then toss
My body language
I speak it perfectly
I'm not an alien
but do you want me to be?
From islands apart
I rise to the sky
like a chrysallis
to find the birds
and find myself
I am my own time capsule
running out
help me
help me
crotch