Rants

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So am i the only one,

to make one.

So am i the only one,

to be the one.

To keep on going,

when all candles

got waxed.

when the fir3 dies,

embered.

when all the bulbs,

worned.

Why am i doing this,

again.

Have you been missed,

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Yes U r,

I do.

As i want,

to keep you make me, to be. . .

I will not say it,

Its in your eyes,

I’d fidget myself into a corner,

not wanting to get next to you,

yet in a single phrase.

Please i need to hear it,

Three little words,

please let me hear it from you,

if you can not,

lets dare not,

Luv u anyway k.

DZ17.17:8m5

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Go ahead push your luck, keep pushing it,

till i dont do nothing but watch

you push yourself into something,

far more than someone were to keep it,

pushing it too much.

—–>>>>>》》》 De Dias/\Veeda de Libro p13

Oooh dang, what. ,

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Go ahead control me with your snaring dimples.

I can lock in and be lost in your controversial spaghetti hairs.

Its so convenient tha you can coordinate your smile, swag and that swinging hips of yours.

One might counsel me not to even look at that proficient eyes of yours, coz u see,

I am in love with you.

I asked your

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Advice,

then you kept my mouth at bay.

Advise,

after that you aggressively kept me of my reflex,

although you tried being apologetic about our subject at hand.

Approximately already loving every minute of this objective discourse

in nothing of nonsensical debates that never ends,

It would be fun,

we end up naked in a 69.

Dracko Therapy : H101

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Take these,

Your armor. . .

Your Helm . . .

Your stallion. . . ,

So it seems you have a quest.

someone told you to quest the beast of all and ye olde,

that serpent of a beast, the mighty dragon.

Take everything in sight before you slay that thing,

Yet it has something you want,

before you take its life,

You’d want to at least take all of its treasure,

Thing is the way i see it.

All of your hoard become his,

And its, yours.

Dracko therapy: Acid Fumes

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Slay my dragon,

that has been keeping me here,

in here where I need my water,

in here how I fill myself,

at the bowels of my funnel.

I take it as a fuel for my,

anger

self loathing,

hatred,

Because thats all i know of my own guzzler,

So please before all of it

I swallow. . .

Slay me,

before i drink you just like so.