Six Nine
Six Nine

Genatew

Genatew

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26 Sep 2022

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cocaina rosters fighting arena boots hyenas taloy swift that's my xena savage u right this side more greener 745 willy beamer black power afina if I was Martin i would held on to Gina in these last hours I been thinking bout you gena I hope the lord restores your sight I hope you feelin alright I've been paranoid don't feel alright n I meant every word that your the definition of beauty to gain your warmth is win my hole life I've been losing I don't want to lose you I'm not ashamed that your bedstriken you get me going engine I won't stop till you want me to finish you my happiness the holy ghost my witness the devil trapped in prison gena you'll find the waters to life the good lord was risen will cross paths beyond this prism I'm rooting for ya cheering when I see you my eyes get weary lately I've been feelin I won't make it to heaven will you pray for me like I pray for you to get better last night I wrote you a short letter n went this if I die young bury me with the unborn I'm sick of being torn when I die Don't let me be reborn

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