bike rides among stars, we lost where we are.
back in time with logic rhyme, sings the trees at me.
play like kids lost in a world of laughter, hold goodbye
just a little bit
longer.
friends are my favorite occurrence.
gifts or curses conjured up by constance.
favorite thing. encouraged by the love they bring.
without a word i know im loved
no sound, smilin cause i know ive found
love, its so easy to teach me..
about this bike ride under stars
why we loose where we are.
back in time vision divine.
need work but hey its like 436..
edit tomarrow. i kant even keep my
eyes open,,
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