spinning
conciouslryics38 Plays
•01 Jun 2020
as the sun goes down her sorrows bang to be heard look too long flip a bird spinning dress to impress bang inslut her again she was souless being dreaming of figi like a avatar a special form of human glistning at weary moonlight brightness makes her only a little happy behind her shadow reminders of where she fall placement of a casket set an early grave you gave her crappy life what you expect she shot bang to her head madness or was it meant to be fruit of her labors more like someone failed her little engine that could pushed to edge of highest nightmares in broad daylight she hanged like a dread could she have done morw all her they swear at her claim she avoided traps born in the trap she was stuck crippled like a fucking mouse in a kitchen trap alone she didnt feel god promises were for her she chose to red paint on her carved like a happy smile now she can marry a jackass and dance like the joker she left a legacy and her heart on her sleeve stabbed in the back who stabbed in the back was bi cuirous or a confused type of bitch gangster meant to be black loosing her softness, beauty is pain throw the book in her face lock her up just to make it clear you didnt her a a minor tell the truth her journey was a cheap cover up for hell
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as the sun goes down her sorrows bang to be heard look too long flip a bird spinning dress to impress bang inslut her again she was souless being dreaming of figi like a avatar a special form of human glistning at weary moonlight brightness makes her only a little happy behind her shadow reminders of where she fall placement of a casket set an early grave you gave her crappy life what you expect she shot bang to her head madness or was it meant to be fruit of her labors more like someone failed her little engine that could pushed to edge of highest nightmares in broad daylight she hanged like a dread could she have done morw all her they swear at her claim she avoided traps born in the trap she was stuck crippled like a fucking mouse in a kitchen trap alone she didnt feel god promises were for her she chose to red paint on her carved like a happy smile now she can marry a jackass and dance like the joker she left a legacy and her heart on her sleeve stabbed in the back who stabbed in the back was bi cuirous or a confused type of bitch gangster meant to be black loosing her softness, beauty is pain throw the book in her face lock her up just to make it clear you didnt her a a minor tell the truth her journey was a cheap cover up for hell
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