

Sorry, there is no titleBack to the days of rubbing my face with my hands, In hopes that some part of it makes me a man. An undeniable disturbance came over my land, And shook up everything inside, The experience was grand.Sorry, there is no title
I really lost all hope, some people don't understand, How right now the nicest guy in the world wouldn't give a helping hand. One thing that I've realized - is there's something my mind demands, That when I'm down, I picture a certain girls face, while sitting in the sand.
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