A song by A Mix of Words (also known as Bianca)
The world won't stop the spins,
so I leave with a pair of binoculars
and a bottle of gin.
These are no yellow brick roads;
I travel on dirt road and field.
And I lie in the bed of lavender
in their bowl of winter wind.
People and their tortue, only torture
wash me up on the shores of the
Eastern
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Who who? hahah. :D
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A long awaited comment from... YOU. In a good mood today, perhaps? You leave me questioning. Haha.
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It's a shame there's no pervesion since you know how into that type of shit I am. HahAh.
Must be last nights escapades. I'm not telling! :P
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Besos y abrazos from your FAVOURITE person-- Me!
Oh, wait! I almost forgot! She's a commentmesiter now. Haha. Woohoo. Me likey.
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