@Sen i did that and it didnt work

@Haven lol yeah

I could drown myself in metaphor
I could crown your head and catch the floor
Lookin’ up at a yellow girl
She won’t cut me free of her Vanilla Curls
I’m tied up in her shy and fair-haired fairy prison
I thought that I was high, but I had barely risen
Equipped with private eyes, her stare declared me missing
Tried to talk myself out of it, but I never listen
Two pairs of bare feet sneak out bearing secret care
Scared to make a scene, but can’t bare to let it be
One stairwell love affair pairs well with twenty beers
Can you carry my care dear?
What will it take?
Was this a Mistake?
I’m paying the price
For those velvet eyes
In a minute she already put my feelings in their place
I hate vegetables, but I’d put that stringbean on my plate
She caught me by the ear and left me lying here in writhing fear
If I get any deeper, I might need diving gear
Instant kindred inhibition
A kiss then distance
It isn’t over, lets call it
An infinite intermission
Two pairs of bare feet sneak out bearing secret care
Scared to make a scene, but can’t bare to let it be
If I’m a bitter cold, then you’re the remedy
Can you carry my care dear?
What will it take?
Was this a mistake?
I’m paying the price
For those velvet eyes

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1989 Lamborghini Countach 25th Anniversary IS FIRE

I Love The Poemmm

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eh mid and ive seen too many same same cars

Do Re Mi- Blackbear

Do, re, mi, fa, so
Do, re, mi, fa, so
Yeah, if I could go back to the day we met
I probably would just stay in bed
You run your mouth all over town
And this one goes out to the sound
Of breakin’ glass on my Range Rover
Pay me back, or bitch it’s over
All the presents I would send
Fuck my friends behind my shoulder
Next time, I’ma stay asleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep, oh
And you got me thinkin’ lately
Bitch, you crazy
And nothing’s ever good enough
I wrote a little song for ya
It go like
Do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin’ done with you, girl
So fuckin’ done with all the games you play
I ain’t no Tic-Tac-Toe
Send the X and O’s on another note
I’m do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin’ done with you, baby
So send the X and O’s on another note, I’m ghost
If I could go back to the day we met
I probably would’ve stayed in bed
You wake up everyday and make me feel like I’m incompetent
Designer shoes and Xanax tabs
Compliments your make-up bag
You never had to buy yourself a drink
‘Cause everybody want to tap that ass sometime
And you got me thinkin’ lately
Bitch, you crazy
And nothing’s ever good enough
I wrote a little song for ya
It go like
Do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin’ done with you, girl
So fuckin’ done with all the games you play
I ain’t no Tic-Tac-Toe
Send the X and O’s on another note
I’m do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin’ done with you, baby
So send the X and O’s on another note, I’m ghost
I wrote a little song for you, it go like
Do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin’ done with you, girl
So fuckin’ done with all the games you play
I ain’t no Tic-Tac-Toe
Send the X and O’s on another note
I’m do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin’ done with you, baby
So send the X and O’s on another note, I’m ghost
Do, re, mi, fa, so
So send the X and O’s on another note, I’m ghost

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@ItzHarley ?

went okayish but theres a couple mistakes and i broke a nail :D
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@BubblyStars LMAO

@Cyx im sorry massa

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I’m never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
Though it’s easy to pretend
I know you’re not a fool
I should’ve known better than to cheat a friend
And waste the chance that I’d been given
So I’m never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you