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Written by MrsEmarie
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Saturday, 06 December 2008 |
My I’s are leaking soul
While my eyes miss
You’re strange distortion
I find peace is of us on the soil
And u read me like
What the H E double hockey sticks?!?!?
If only I let you c
You would look and book
Trust and know that my brand
Is tainted and I’m not talkin cockpit
Eye’m seein shit for real
You may c what you wish
Eye am stuck seein’ lucidity
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Last Updated ( Wednesday, 10 December 2008 )
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