LUKEWARM.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Ion know what to call this one.
A different love, I am mixed up myself. How can heat fall to cold? Your body is fit for my hands. We are both in bed but our heads are in the sky, and our back grew wings then we took flight. The air is for everyone, but belongs to no one. Like the sun breaking rules I will stay up for you. Off in the back of a community call the Vill, I made a young girl that made me feel. Then came paradise. But this ain't even bout her. It's about you. You are beautiful. You can't be tamed changed blamed or shame. A familiar angel speaks to me often, yall know him. Sometimes I am balanced. And the stairway is in sight. But like most people greatness fears me too. Then i chunk my dueces to the sky, like preciate you homie. If I've lost you, let me bring you back.
Anything is possible. Just stay with me.
Anything is possible. Just stay with me.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
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