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As we emerse by Heaven in Eim D Boffinsgard

A life full of pleasen,,,,
to end all the treason,,,,
To get hip
not to trip,,,,
To duck por dat reason,,,,
A sway for the love,,,,
Adore some of the teasen,,,,
To get hip
not to trip,,,,
To fit like a glove,,,,
For any driver,,,,
Por a the seasons ,,,,
From where we were in the submerged,,,,
To where we are now,,,,
Whom de thought thou?
We'd have brought how us,,,,
As we emerse,,,,
Breaking de curse,,,,
It is just us,,,,
For all of the needen,,,,

The paralleled vex by Heaven in Eim D Boffinsgard

Refreshingly,,,, so,,,,
Rain drippingly,,,,
Soaked are the thoughts,,,,
evilly soughts,,,,
This burner piece,,,,
The turn of keys,,,,
Opened up what's,,,,
Needed blesses,,,,
Undoing the dooms,,,,
All thee cruxes,,,,
Vented from hates,,,,
Unneeded seen fates,,,,
Theses paths these fews,,,,
Separatingly so complex,,,,
Like storm breached waterways,,,,
That keep us abreast,,,,
Paraphrasing saving the rest,,,,
From ourselves of ourselves ,,,,
The paralleled vex,,,,

To help me grow by Heaven in Gaozou bianliang

It took a dome to attain light,,,,
From that we attain sight,,,,
Beforehand we might have allready seen,,,,
Yet lessons from Heaven work as if a beam,,,,
Precogs to the present,,,,
Obscure til' its relevant,,,,
From the now ,,,,
Pictured to the past,,,,
Just suprised we ve even last,,,,
To grip ,,,,
Money clip's,,,,
To float,,,,
Beyond broke,,,,
Not break,,,,
Survive strong,,,,
Untapped ,,,,
Remained to last long,,,,
From youth,,,,
Was that ,,,,
Tip's hat,,,,
Like you ,,,,
Like me,,,,
Might be,,,,
You too,,,,
Was it hard?,,,,
Few made it easy,,,,
I did my best while the others tried to tease me,,,,
will it get better?,,,,
I am yet to know,,,,
I'll just count this to help me grow,,,,

Go At Go At's by:Heaven in Gaozou Bianliang

Go At's
Some have worn more than two hats,,,,
In affecting orders,,,,
Of afflicting others,,,,
Self ecclectic blowbacks''''
You act as if you allready dont know that's,,,,
Woah woah woah la,,,,
How many do you know ,,,,
From where swishers soan,,,,
Now the plundant blanksters own,,,,
And wherefrom the caravans grown,,,,
You dont make anything allright yeahyeah,,,,
Talk to me some more ,,,,
Tell me How many article breachers that you know,,,,
From the ones in the UN, Constitution, and othe Democracy protection of Human rights government s,,,,
Stabbing the backs of friends like you chew on double mints,,,,
# We need Track Pagan Poetry man for making shame seem allright