Fk or not

Sorry for being boring Can’t be too witty I’m either sappy as hell or concieted Don’t have anything tricky to say But if you want to fk or not

Yin Yang

Maybe it’s time, I don’t know, it happens every late morning And once in a while before bed… This feeling of total control over my life It’s like magic, with tricky hands I can see where the ball strikes next And wins. It’s like that in your harried presence It’s your commanding glare Looking at

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