when despair sets in like loneliness
i take out a plate
penut butter and jelly and
i sing along to R Kelly
if that bastard can be famous for those
words
i can probably touch the sky
when despair sets in like loneliness
i take out a plate
penut butter and jelly and
i sing along to R Kelly
if that bastard can be famous for those
words
i can probably touch the sky
lol.
you have a good point.
but now we seem to be recovering from that manufactured music phase.
blogging may be to blame
You would think that if logic dictated reality at all times then you would, indeed, be able to touch the sky.
i’m just exuberantly proud that i was able to poetrize about R Kelly. win.