little did i knew that i would fall out my wheelchair into that carrier , it all went like slow motion and little did i knew you became the student , that wore heavent sent and you tasted better then fiction , i am afraid i got head over heels when i saw you , that drop dead gorgeous and i dont even mind falling when its you i be , calling - yeah its been a year maybe two but i still think of you , and how you from deconstruction . how i crawl back from hell and got saved from an angel , yeah i remember when i lay at the floor looking at you " he must be an baddest kisser " because he look like an hipster , wonder how many girls kiss them . never mind , i make you mine in a poem ....
how he wipe them clean from him was an dream , an now you mine " i mean if you down "
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