Someone is wanting someone else who is wanting you as you want someone else who wants someone else... N no one can turn around n see who's wanting to be seen bcuz we're afraid of missing or chance to show them emotion can truly be felt... Each taking part in the balance of wtf when u actually step back n look at the fiasco paying out... Once our minds has regained consciousness relations tend to make more sense when the mental aspect is found... Watching the herd of luv crazed maniacs not like no one but self as the claim to be what one an other had been missing... It's funny how when observed people aren't what they say they are as ends of something so fucking great finds means to part as tongues get to twisting... Then right back in for another round of pain n pleasure as the feel for them both are a necessity to play with at will... Friends is only a word when the mic stirs that raw sense of real coins to the rib n has been ripped from the makings of the thrill... Idk, maybe it's jus my mind that sees things differently apposed to jus goin with the same ol flow... In n then out after the tenderness wears off like weight from being depressed all bcuz mutha fucka can't be grown.!.
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