chaos
Mona-Lisa mineAs the moon drifts sleepily through solemn midnight skies, kissing stars a sweet farewell,Mona-Lisa mine
as she stumbles by, captivated by the vision the moon light lets me spy, once again I fall in love, with the emeralds in your eyes.
Compelled to speak a thousand rhymes of the beauty I behold, alas my words they fail me, when they're needed most of all, to compare you to a goddess would be a travesty to you, a thousand sunsets I'd forget, as soon as your in view.
A thousand candles could not light a room up like your smile, and your laugh could not be mimicked,
jk sup
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I saw a commercial that said, "Forget everything you know about slipcovers!" ... So I did. And it was a load off my mind. Then the commercial tried to sell me slipcovers, but I didn't know what the hell they were.
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