Robin Marcum
Robin Marcum

hot pocket

hot pocket

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04 Jan 2020

rolling round strip bright lights at night sitting passenger tipsy for once she designated for the night stopped at the light she the pilot smoked out grenadeer green best leaf on the seen glancing up and down just like the bar sceen not a worry on my mind letting her know she my beauty queen cockpit the love of my life screaming out money ain't a thing rubbing blue Jean's if I ruled the world her by my side fugees glovebox commitment hidden diamond ring everything illegal put away in the stash hot pocket holding hands outdated static to the thigh staying warm 2 peice get her home imagined on the Friday night grind in my mind curves like hers need to put up street signs got my heart dropping down smoother than valume body screaming louder than an intersection like a big hurt on first looking for home me and her teammates like Frank and Bo all pinstripes blicksox pinpoint ya so intimidating guarantee wins Doves blown up Johnson's fastballs only feathers no frame left witnesses A euphoria can ya picture despite desentagratiion unchartered by radar until Aroldis blew'em away recorded 106 probably would'nt even witnessed feathers flying in front of it remarkable faster than I've been in a car destination a sweep California swann sweet like my favorite chocolate pie then a cig litt is it her or the Hot pocket 2 cops a k nine and they still can't find it British night blue bubbly patroness I'm so glad to have had the outlet of a princess deservingly so retro snapback imaginatives the best are ahead remembering two pair I received and loving them like a real Dad unconditional heart felt gleams in there eyes I'll never forget because of them the best years of my life enemies jealousy, couldn't stop all wrapped up in my comfort ability microwavably untouched hot pocket ya know alias the zeroh real name Robbo showing a little bit of love thanks for listening. R.z.M

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4 years ago

rolling round strip bright lights at night sitting passenger tipsy for once she designated for the night stopped at the light she the pilot smoked out grenadeer green best leaf on the seen glancing up and down just left the bar sceen not a worry on my mind letting her own the cockpit the love of my life screaming out money ain't a thing rubbing blue Jean's if I ruled the world her by my side fugees glovebox commitment hidden diamond ring everything illegal put away in the hot pocket holding hands outdated static to the thigh staying warm 2 peice get her home imagined on the Friday night grind in my mind curves like hers need to put up street signs got my heart dropping down smoother than valume body screaming louder than an intersection like a big hurt on first looking for home me and her teammates like Frank and Bo all pinstripes blicksox pinpoint ya so intimidating guarantee wins Doves blown up Johnson's fastballs only feathers no frame left witnesses A euphoria can ya picture despite desentagratiion unchartered by radar until Aroldis recorded 106 probably would'nt even witnessed feathers flying in front of it remarkable faster than I've been in a car destination a sweep California sun sweet like my favorite chocolate pie then a cig litt is it her or the Hot pocket 2 cops a k nine and they still can't find it British night blue bubbly patroness I'm so glad to have had the outlet of a princess deservingly so retro snapback imaginatives the best are ahead remembering two pair I received and loving them like a real Dad unconditional heart felt gleams in there eyes I'll never forget because of them the best years of my life enemies jealousy, couldn't stop all wrapped up in my comfort ability microwavably untouched hot pocket

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