lost fathers tears Ive kissed, cuddled and cared for you, dropped, dressed and shared with you, been pressed, stressed and infernal for you.
the kings in high places make laws without traces for men without faces who beg for their graces faceless files pleading cases against laws with big maces, tiring tours of places they once tied laces, had races wiped noses and move faces, fatherless fathers bleeding blood sweat and tears in emotional oceans of lost loves worst fears. by Tristan dedicated to Drew. My countersign ...If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: Ordercustompaper.com
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