Come with me
And you will see
A place that is free
And full of glee
All that you know
Will be fake
And the last thought
Will drown in our lake
Maybe if you danced,
I would've loved once more
But then I remembered
You're just another whore
I like to think alot. Want a free poem?[/color:545d78a6d3]
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