・.・✫・゜ What it is I'm fearing,  .・゜✭・
Clearly I am dying, Dearly I am writing.
Merely testifying, that the test to fly requires I pass the test with colors flying.

I don't believe you most the time I'm lying 'cause I say I am fine.

You are the pearl, I am the swine
So break my life and take this rhyme

I'm so sorry but I do believe that all my bridges, I have burned and I've earned a policy of no return

So be concerned.
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