Why can't touch me? Because the door of absurdity is about to close peeps.Be careful now, ya all will experience David at my best and in your worst. Destroyer will arise soon
Me
I have black hair/I exercise my body always/I have my father’s nose
My mother’s height/I have yellowish teeth and black eyes/I play basketball
I used to get sick a lot/I like to play the Guitar/I’ve cheated on fares
I have many pimples/ but my hair is still black/ and my teeth are still yellowish
And I probably wont always like to play the Guitar
I run fast/I have lips that always smile/I don’t have money on my pocket/I closed fist when I’m nervous/I feel the pain of others/but cry for no reason/I like open talk
I’m a minor seminarian/but sometimes I get tired praying/I’ve cheated on warm-ups/but I still don’t have a lots of money/
And my lips still smile/and I may not run fast forever.
I’m cynic/I have oily skin/I have long white hair on my left arm
My little finger is strange/I write/ I used to have my hand to express my feelings
I wash my face before bed/ I cheated on speech/ but I still have my oily skin/and my white hair still breaks/and I probably wont always be a cynic/ and I may not always write/ but now all I want is to be with my “Precious” friends/who are probably far from me/nevertheless, in my heart I’m with them/and with you!
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