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My illusions, or dellusions. Im delusional.
Im wishing, because sometimes you'the victim of the crime
Its that simple. Sometimes everything is just... Everything.

My ciggars will make you blush
my sexual hints-
Its okay to giggle...
If this is what you wanted, then this is what you get... Intsead.

I guess that this is it then
My amazing plan to out live the man
My scrabbled rhymes with no sense. Or rather- without intentions.

Well. Lean against my laughter when the going gets tough.
And for Gods sake: Will some one aim low?