So you say it is what you say it is.
Heaven and ho, together we go to a land of grue.
Grew together instead of whatever it was but you did.
It said you were off in line with those punks, those miscreants and misfits, of wanking corner.
Forever and one together and two hundred thousand years prior to this hard earned cash.
Listen closely my friend, because, this will be your end. And it shall be my end as well, because one is two and two is one, and four is four hundred and one. Two many times I have noted this heart. Too many times I have fathered this part.
Instead we rely on peppermint eyes, and galvanized cries of infantile goodbyes.
Crazy cats mary sue, together we die, together we grew.
-by Ahmad
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