Ballad of the Ivory SatelliteAs the midnight hour reaches its peak, an innocent couple in allBallad of the Ivory Satellite
their sweet innocence walk down a concrete path. Escaping the certainty as they evade the straight path. On top of a lone, one-tree hill while ivory mother high on in her ocean of lights watches the
lovers.
The hand now reaches past the witches noon and the lovers are in their sweet embrace. “Stop,” says one, “there is something I must promise.” Sweet nothings passed for an eon until, finally, they pledged their feelings of
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The Writer
*RAPE!*
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Cake ftw.
P.S. I be college material. So go bring me cake, fatty.
Hey Justin!
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