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Voodoo Peekaboo

In realistic skepticism of domestic indication, infested with secondary questions begging for  a different first impression... Forgiven with diligent affection, so intelligent with regret... We neglect our progress like a rejected friend request...

 Wisdom lips that kiss with stitches, to insist our scent is gifted & our spirit is lifted... This proposition has us relevant, we represent excellence but as delicate we could fail as well...

 Seek for who & lose sleep so soon, choose to keep & where is the moon... Voodoo Peekaboo I see but refuse to dream of you, I’m immune to what I shouldn’t do...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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