I like to think of myself as a poet sometimes, I just have to wait for my clouded mind, to comprehend the words and put it into time. So, sit back, and enjoy the ride In my lyrics my soul does confide. Read them slow and softly, to yourself or read them loud and boasting if you understood what i felt. This is what I love to do, if you have a problem with, well… fuck you :)
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Snow. Fuckin really…