My Shoes, by worthlesspoet Subscribe to rss feed for worthlesspoet

You can tell them that iv'e been fromm hell and back. When
the heat is on i fire back in the cold world were youre
lighters at? Lets burn it down fire back. Uh, lets take it
to the ground. Done to manny make it coming to our town
loking for a detour nowhere to be found when the presures on
seams nobodys around. Uh, buut i wont let um see me sweat.
Ye it took a little time but cant really be upset. long way
to the top i can berly see the steps.
Posted: 2014-06-20 01:22:53 UTC

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