Mary wanna

June, 1 2015 • Written by Gilgamesh

All about the words all about the verbal
Smoke the loudest herb all about the purple
I'll go shout a verse & astound the world
Perched on the ground & curled
We live the fate the evil envision
Sick with hate sitting in the fetal position
Pray for different days for people to live in
 
 
You're in a jail with no bars
You're your own guard

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Gilgamesh

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