Thid Dick

through the static in the event of our demise what was golden wasn't yours to hold

Thid Dick
through the static in the event of our demise what was golden wasn't yours to hold

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22 Jun 2021

so life goes on n I see one lost thought best yet tossed to the obbis with no one there alone no friends again words I felt to see again it's sick his grip yours don't get n that's me did I need to see one bitch up out never to be down as a rider for real

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3 years ago

so life goes on n I see one lost thought best yet tossed to the obbis with no one there alone no friends again words I felt to see again it's sick his grip yours don't get n that's me did I need to see one bitch up out never to be down as a rider for real

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