the door

till you can’t no more

push pull shove

but only from above

be naughty not nice

cuz you don’t live twice

live to tell a story

bask in all its glory

remember your heart

there is not better time

than now

even if the cleanup after

takes a little longer

in the end you know

you’ll be stronger

trust me

trust you

and put your

shoes on

paint your way

to heaven

Ill sculpt mine

‘cuz ev’ry little thing

will be just fine


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