Spine the jagermiester
Spine the jagermiester
You showed me to her.
She knits you pit you pout.
You wedge yourself under the couch.
Then descend from which you were .
Into the cool bed or air, which ever you call it.
You call demise it whatever.
However the glass the girl hurts more.
Gargantuan hiatus falsetto jagged in my head you are.
She 'don't know which you are which you were.
You stance exotic garages.
Halt at picturesque haunts.
Color me in the head.
With colors.
Stalking my ego.
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