nose ring

it’s starts with a single dream

And then I infect your brain

You won’t be thinking straight

Won’t cause you too much pain

 

 

Until the memories start bouncing back

We could never keep on the same track

It was the hunger and passion you lack

 

 

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i write lame poems that no one really reads

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