It was his prolonged rhyme
And his clock like broken hand
But still made time against me
BROKEN (POETRY)
POETRY RANDOM THOUGHTS AND STUFF LIKE THAT…
It was his prolonged rhyme
And his clock like broken hand
But still made time against me
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