The pretty green's in flames, and i've just realised my flaming lips. The claret strikes the bloodstream. We can't all be Rock 'N' Roll stars, so i'm blazing out the speaker with Kid Cudi clanking glass animals.
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Smith Shine Poetry 
Maybe by rising the volume we can at least pretend we’re rock’n’roll
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Indeed, When the decibels rise im often Liam Gallagher in the mid 90’s..
Thank you for droping by my friend im honoured..
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