"she doesn't know i keep her words in my pocket...
they're precious treasure; her thoughts: a silver locket...
that holds a picture of "she and i" in written form...
unlocked it, she lets passion have her prose perform...
reading her is knowing her heart; a love docket...
for one who's longs for her, and all her mind can form..."
again, all apologies to "real" rappers, i'm still just fucking around.
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