You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can.You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins.
i'd like to meet a guy who ain't TRYIN to be freakin player! that'd be nice.
& Drew Brees.. he's def fine!
where i'm from.
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