twothousands ut seems everyone is afraid of showing what they wrote lately in twothousands like a virus. That's why I wanted to put my twothousands together)
twothousands
my thoughts are strung out and perplexing
my minds signed, left on its sabbatical
won't be back to see the paperwork there are dishes to do and children to pet and in this fucked up situation I'd be blind if I was not upset.
Black op cops pimped out chameleons stenciled against once trusted pink walls. I am alone and in company but right now I shiver wondering what I'd do if it was you who was the one to find me.
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