Take on a shiner
for our brothers and sisters
who’ve decided to take it themselves.
I thought you said you wanted this;
I thought you said maybe this is where you belong.
“Maybe not so;
I believe my previous foe,
similar to my current, wants me hurt.”
That isn’t so;
we want you to belong
with us who believe in glowing
to become a pharaoh.
Like we’ve been told by the high command.
“I’m beginning to feel uncomfortable.”
Oh, don’t worry; it’s all
PEACHY KEEN
PEACHY KEEN
PEACHY KEEN
PEACHY KEEN
PEACHY KEEN
PEACHY KEEN
PEACHY KEEN
- Author: Isaiah Castillo ( Offline)
- Published: October 27th, 2024 10:30
- Category: Unclassified
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