Here just to humor my brand new friends i wrote a poem:
My feet hit the ground in a rythmic form
The red streaming line of pain drops from my bleached lips
The ground beneath me moves with agility
Just a glimpse of your broken body touching the ground
The keen air flowing past my face is too much
The suffering cries haunt my head, invading my
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I like it.
It's hot.
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Hey Robby, can you bring my hat sunday. Thanks, see ya
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:-D
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