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Catch 22...

I'm Hemingway with a shot of whiskey...

Darling your twisted fairytale begins like this...

As I sit here as it starts to rain I begin to think of everyone of you...

Everything is messy, the words, the sheets, her hair only thing left is her blank stare...

Everything is messy, the words, the sheets and her hair only thing left is her blank stare...

When the dark turned to light...

Let me wake up next to you...

Breathtaking as the stars align...

As I get older my heart awakens. As her eyes open to the forsaken...

Use your words to level the most purest of Queens...