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Me and you chilling at the pool
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Pompously Humor Me
One and I could have soared a world together
2nd and I could’ve danced together in confidence
3rd and I should have sang & let our minds take over
Moonpously playing with me
Pompously playing me
A 1st and I were living eighties, untamed unlearned hearts, candles burning in a weird science while an after of pretty woman gained so many parties without me
A 2nd and I, soldiering in cadence, we never twirled together mine made her persona a butterfly flutter a want to outshine all the time crazytown always disregard me in the process, partying with me most partly from me
A 3rd and I, short lived blissfully tides and waves like in an ocean front, we melded our minds but the outer atmosphere annihilations in play rogue amongst, split peculiar children arise of sky walking partying but I was just support partying even with me without me
Never Enough
A cure to a losing battle
Sigh’
Art called Noise of moments in bed
The Messenger in my head
Fast and furious mimzy, fall ahead
Concreted steps
Escher up or maybe be sideways
Don’t listen to words I might say
Don’t listen to words I might say
Don’t listen to the words close thy ears
I might say something
A love last least
I remember more when I think above
Than a loaf of bread
A container of milk
And a stick of butter
3,2,1, Contact
A reading rainbow
Down in fraggle rocks
Smurfs & Snorks
Control now
Can I have a power!!!!!!!!!
Times by another
Don’t listen to words I might say
Don’t listen to words I might say
Don’t listen to the words close thy ears
I might say something
Don’t listen to words I might say
Don’t listen to words I might say
Don’t listen to the words close thy ears
I might say something
Backstabbing or left broken
Unglued or pierced through
Smashed or just jam together
Grave ho one two three not four
Heave a ho from one two three to four
Left this woah
To a Fourth existence
Pompously humorously pompous tour the ME in this existence
In the Audience and Gathered
For four me
I perform show me cheers
Gives roses thrown too!
1,
2,
3,
Give me 4
I have love
I don’t party, group clic cliche or grope hope
Just a wanting of love
Fore, watch below
Dot in sky falling down
But we’ll rounded from the fallings moldings and fillings
Don’t listen to words I might say
Don’t listen to words I might say
Don’t listen to the words close thy ears
I might say something
Humour me de amore de armored
Lie down your shields
Strike with your sword
Let Cupid strikes us together unmarred
Hug each other tightly
Take the aims together forever
Killed or living with me
Moon pausing
Where are you?
Muse paused
Unmute
And Listen
Pay Attention my love I’m speaking
Pompous stance Humor me
With heels, dear please
My fourth divinity
His ways I pray
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That voice 🥺 he is just an angel.
Memories with me and you
My type of song, really. Is this part of the surprise? Someone bring Tae or Joon to spill the beans.
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i must not get takeout. takeout is the wallet-killer. takeout is the little-death that brings total obliteration. i will face the kitchen, fridge, and pantry. i will make choices about what to cook and then execute them. when hunger is gone there will be nothing. only i will remain.
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