Tell me its all a name and sweetie I’m here. Don’t lie with the ones that don’t tell you so. Going back to sleep to sounds of sheep that’s all you ever hear. Get away from here. from love and hurt and all the poisoned apples. She slept and ate and never lived with the voice of reason. Don’t you dare take me from my self. (Holey this don’t make sense but ill keep going anyway.). there is the enemy in the darkest corner. don’t keep me safe with the cotton tips. Doing down and jamming into a hole. its not rhyme that’s in a reason. Understanding all that broken. He is lost she is he and never live to turn on to another. I am over come by the fellow. This is not a man. soulless and the delves coming. What a weekend we do go.

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