A crowd of mahogany fists, the onlookers yell violence. A stage of glimmering necks and wrists, the onlookers yell foolish. A melodic expression of our thoughts, the onlookers yell chaos & after all the bashing we somehow manage to get their weight off...time for take-off.
JUST WANTED TO SAY IM REALLY FELLIN YA SPOT MA .. AND I HOPE YOU FOLLOW ME AND FEEL MINES TOO =) ... PLZ DONT BE A STRANGER 1 LUV
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