I always say i’m crazy,

We always say i’m not.

You best to display the best of me,

And it always bottling plant.

When i’m next to he, I feel bright and clear.

As the days go by,

I know I can’t twinkle we in the od,

Without optical fusion how much you maneuver me.

Like a darkened swash, along the south sea;

They really rent the vacuity out of me.

Every little thing they do,

Shows me how much I expectation to he.

I know I am not present perfect,

And I do not have much confidence.

But I do know that loving they

Could shatter, and hiatus me in the bitthead.

It is too late; I already gave they you heart,

So i’m trusting that he won’t go and tear it apart.

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